A Snippet of some shit...

"Ain't nothin like you" bumpin while I ride thru the streets,

no longer talkin' about you; now I'm talking about ME

Used to be Mr. Do-It-All-For-You, Mr. Take-the-fall-for-you,

Mr. Sell-Myself-Short and not look in the rearview...



You trying so hard to be a standout and different,

but trust, babygirl I can show you what WEIRD do...



You got it Bad, I got it Worse...& it's merely a peer's view,

we share the same sight but I hear it with my ears too...

Can't keep trying to thread the needle with a gymshoe,
 
can't show her how to be a Baker if the Anita ain't official...