For my “best friend”

“Oh I don’t know how he keeps infecting me

Maybe my immune system has got the best of me” 

“I have everything anyone could ask for in life 

But that still doesn’t stop me from thinking about grabbing a knife”

“I don’t need a man I just need some dick”

Bitch you make me fucking sick 

It’s a shame karma doesn’t hit when you 

want it to 

But don’t worry you gonna get it 

OH, I have an idea let’s tell the world that we’re sad 

Say that I lack self respect cause I don’t have a dad

Maybe we can knock down my best friend in the eye of the public

“Does this make me look good

are they convinced that I’m hood?”

“I was raised middle class 

but that never stopped me from letting hoodrats smash

And well you see I really like to be stepped on

you can call me society’s weakest pon”

I’d hate to be this insecure

spitting in the face of those who really love me 

Just for some false security that my mom taught me a man could be 

Im not afraid of love 

Im not afraid to have a companion 

And I’d never let myself make you feel abandoned 

that’s what you did from age 13-19 

You did what benefited you knowing I’d stay on your team.

Yet some how you did your best for people to think it was me 

Guess what? They’re not blind they very well could see

What did you think I’d stop making friends a long the way?

Keep you my highest priority? 

Yeah right, I smell the stench of that fake love from miles away

Don’t come back when you need someone to lean on

Stay worried about catching the next dick in your mouth 

And my life will go on