With that tiny trunk, you think you’re such a hunk,
When in reality, you get passed around like junk.
Did you honestly think those bags you carry hold Cheese Whiz?
I had to throw away my sheets—what a mess that is.
Do you feel proud of the fact you made me cry?
Can you tell your in-laws, that you love making big girls cry?
Why else would they jeopardize their daughter's life?
"A girl who doesn't obey her father, how would she respect me?"
Haha, says the one hosting booze parties—
Umm, does your daddy know?
Me? I learned that swagger from my father,
And he stays with his woman,
Not running like you to some clueless looker.
You didn’t have the guts to face me,
Tried to go behind my maker’s back—
So don’t you dare come at me
Or take my dad’s name in vain,
Because you’re not even half the man.
Maybe you need to impress with that bank balance,
Because personality-wise, you’re an arse.
Most people would choose a bear over men like you—
Even a wild beast knows loyalty better than you do.
I don’t hide behind some chivalrous mask—
Seriously, though, it must be such a task.Go ahead, claim you were ‘slightly drunk’—
While I’m out here landing slam dunks.
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