"Sex, Sex, Sex, that's all you mother fuckers want from me..."
Is what she said to me, and usually i'd disagree to get under her sheets.
Then leave out the door like I was runnin' from police.
"Sex, Sex, Sex, that's all you mother fuckers want from me..."
But this time, I stopped in my tracks, her facts were inexact,
but I sat back and thought, "Why the fuck would she think that?"
But As I recollect on why this woman was upset,
I thought in retrospect of all the woman I treated like insects.
I feel like i'm in debt, it's hard to speak in depth.
for all the shit I forgot to forget, cuz' of how much I regret.
She's been driven crazy and I never had to steer.
She can't even think clear cuz' she's livin' in fear.
Of giving me, "anything," because I might leave with, "everything."
...
The worst part is , i'm too guilty to argue .
