quit running
and let’s talk
for a minute,
you think
you can keep it in,
but this
won’t stay hidden,
done some shit
that should send you
to where diddy’s sittin’,
showed yourself
on cams
but still tryna brag
about the numbers,
sounding like
you’re compensating
for something,
go back to caring
about the city you’re from
instead of lying
like they love you
in mine,
actin’ all important
but your life
has always been a lie.
got the demeanor
of a theater kid,
but the best thing
that you’ve ever done
is still a light pack,
president
of the drama club
is where you peaked at,
Cs and Ds
might get degrees,
but you’d better leave
while you still got
your dignity,
i know secrets
about you
that i don’t intend
to keep,
touching girls
like a creep,
ain’t getting that shit
past me,
i know all your
dirty little secrets
and i can make sure
you’re a reject.
the parties getting lighter
by the year
because they see you
for who you really are,
thought you could
play up the charm,
but some of us
don’t fall that hard,
don’t think i’ll take it
easy on you,
don’t lie on me
and i won’t truth on you,
i know all the news
and i’ll spread it
faster than you spread
the nudes
you took of them ladies,
actin’ like it’s art
when you were just
looking to get it on,
but there’s a hook
i won’t let you get off,
i’ll take it far
and i’ll tell it all,
and i know that’s something
that you won’t want.
run, dog, run.
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