Hate in my heart toward the one that brought me joy, hard to believe your company was something I enjoyed but I'm the one from a dozen with good patience so I sent you a dozen other day cause is death to our relations, catching you at your lowest I fell at the deepest being a secret itself you brought me at my weakest but now I'm picking up the pieces with less words unsaid it leaves us both speechless, and I admit opening up after the fact you opened wide 4th of July weekend I got used to the fact you at my side you should be a super star playing out a movie role with no clothes on I fell in love with your soul and now I'm trying to find self control and not do the wrong thing, facing the fact I was her prince to her king seeing me now as a weekend fling when your nigga isn't around and now you only hit my line just tell me he'll be in town. 

This just a tale of a side nigga saga what comes around goes around just ask that bitch karma.