Lyrics:

[Intro]

[Bridge 1: Swoope]
I tried to let her go
But i'm tired so let her stay
She said she wanted love
But instead it turned to hate
I'm trying to let her know
That i'm dying to get away
She said before you go
Just try a little taste

[Verse 1: Swoope]
Uh, i met this girl when i was no years old
And what i loved most she had so much soul
By so much soul I mean sole control of mine
Body, soul and mind
Body sure was fine
I'm talking Mama Huxtable, glamarous
Phylicia Rashad class with a touch of Pope scandalous
I know she's spitting fiction
But she knows i'll listen
Cause i'm Smitten with the honey dripping from her scandal lips
Foxy little devil with a halo that glows in the dark
She can't stay in one lane she's Lois and Clark
Body of a Goddess
Up in a prom dress
Obsessed, wanna leave her, but i'm like not yet
Her demeanor seems to teeter when i bring up
Me needing a breather from she as my(asthma) Latifa
That's when things heat up
She said how you gonna leave us, i said us
She said yeah me, you and this fetus
(I just wanna kick it how FIFA is or FILA is
But i'ma have to bounce how FIBA is
If you're thinking what you want is fetuses)

[Bridge 2: Swoope]
I tried to let her go
But i'm tired so let her stay
She said we made love
So this child you gotta raise

[Verse 2: Swoope]
She said i gave you everything you wanted now you talkin' 'bout leaving me
What's it you don't see in me
How you put this seed in me
Sow you royal oats and then just leave me with this cream of wheat
I look like a sleazy cheap
Piece of meat
For you to keep
Saying saying see you, peace
Whenever your redeemer speaks
Maya Desiree is the
Reason that you breathing G
Who you are is steep to me
I am you, you are me
I repeat (x2)
I am you, you are me
You and Maya and i am we
You can't run from yourself
Run and get help
Run from this hell
Tried to let her go
You're under my spell
We should be each other
We should be together
Leave this life together
Bleed together
Boy we need each other, we should die together
Fatal attraction, glean close to your Michael Douglas
I know you hate your sin most, but you kinda love it
And it's inside my stomach, the sin we made well
After i give birth, you gonna help me raise hell