Yeah you know that girl
yeah she make me want to hearl
yeah but we both born of the same woman
but yo that woman not even kin to me
thats what i see
yo to be real im about to tell you how i feel
yeah she got all the looks and all the hooks
but yo i know the books
she constantly down talks me and the woman frowns at me
what is it about me?
is it because i sit so quietly acting
as im waiting on something so patiently though i have so much hate in me
i can not see clearly because i always let the haters near me
what is it about me? is it me not facing reality
because of the fear of getting to know me