U talk about me, judge me and doubt me actin like u know everything about me
U'll be iight
U played me, hate me, and when i was vulnerable tried 2 rape me
U'll be iight
When i waz down on my hands and knees asking God 2 help u breathe, then i tried 2 get u 2 see the bad in messing wit dese creeps-u told me PLEASE!!
U'll be iight
Me and u constantly fight, u don't want me 2 live my life-u need 2 cut da umbilical cord cuz dis is trife
U'll be iight
We've known eachother, ur my brother 4rm another mother-now in order 2 talk 2 me u do it indercover?!?
U'll be iight
Ur a tasteless bytch who ain't worth shyt-and if u hate me deal w/it
U'll be iight
To all those in my life who have tried do me bad out of spite-karma's a bytch so don't get hit, its dat time of da month so don't catch her fist-so here's da reality of life-u got an issue?
U'll be iight