Don't mistake kindness for weakness
like i mis-took your tart heart for sweetness
you and me, are like an instrumental thats beatless
so put your feet to the street B***h

your a trick thats treatless
my bluntness makes you speechless
I regret each kiss
I would rather choke on peach pits
your freakier than a B***h with 3 **** and no cl*t
and thats no s**t
when it comes to looks, your hit
your fat not fit
better stand than sit
my couch can't handle it
and your man is hit

I'm going to floor him
one hit and he's snoring
like he fell asleep to a story thats boring
and wont wake up till morning