Can I talk for a minute?

Don't get to playing victim starting shit but mad I finished

You could give your dawg your all

but somehow they ain't neva' quite replenished.

Like give them a little sec & Watch their ass get to inching

Ice over my heart cause underneath ain't quite that pretty

Trying to piss me off bc I'm a little Ms. itty bitty

But watch how I bust these moves, collect my chops like I'm Ms. Piggy.

Smart & dope in art 

& if we should depart, art knows it's always had my heart

So here is my new start, sliding through no trailor park

Can we talk for a minute?

I tried to fix my wrongs to make it right

But now I just pause when I hear that shit at night

You thinking it's a game when that shit is really lame

You fucking cursed my name in vain & I tried to seek for change

But talk is cheap & I am very quite expensive

My dawg pmo some shit, like "ask him something simple,

see if he calmly respond or instantly get defensive & Offensive

A nigga want respect & his bitch to be submissive

But trying to hurt me more than I am will make it easier for early dismissive.

Can we talk for a minute?

I promise this time, I'll love ya from a distance

You tell me to shut tf up as if I should listen

You act away then randomly want attention

You throw my shit out of the door like i'm in detention

You ask what's wrong like you don't cause the tension

You drive me right out of this world 

but i'm from another dimension. 

You're throwing subs like petty hoes constantly flipping

I see you speaking foul on me no point intended

guess we even could of ended

Now my heart is swollen & bending

My doc said stress could make my health intensing

I'm steady crying tears of rage, confused in need of venting

My sister say why didn't I call her, Ik the extension

I say bc I don't know who I can call when my business too much in their mentions.