I betcha think ur the shit...

U tripping n u know it. Talking bout u don't want no one to touch u unless they fall in luv with u. Ur simply n on some real life bullshit. Knowing how hard it be to fall in luv with u jumping through hoops. Ain't nobody got the time of day to climb ya wall bcuz ur still pist at ya ex n what they did to ur own decision to be with them. Hands down, guard down. Ur roots are showing ya dried out stem. If u want something open the fuck up or step aside with ya war painted face looking like a clown. Strip yaself the fuck down n start the from scratches itch n get over some shit. IDK anyone trying to deal with ur woman in charge Bs. Queen B claiming u can't be felt. U ugly n u know it, n that's why u put ya front up spittin irrelevance from ya lips. I'm in breakdown mode n for u n u n u n u n u n u n u n u n u n u, there ain't no help. Mature a lil bcuz the only ones that's ever hurt u, u allowed to do so. Wrap ya own mind around what the full package is exactly. instead of swinging blows n welcoming in the cold chill u can't unthaw from ya glow. U think irrationally. Ur played out n overlooked. That's why ur vanity jus wants to be played with with a meat stick. N I bet ya this shit right here has u shook.  Bent the fuck up all bcuz I said all this n didn't even havta call u a bitch...