He don't like the shit I like
He don't laugh and cuss like me
He don't give me the last bite
Or even as me if I had something to eat
He don't fuck me like he used to
Now it's all a rush, ya know
Like my pussy ain't worth a slow grind
Like he got somewhere else he got to go
He don't open the car door for me
He don't let the toilet seat down after he pee
He don't say he's sorry when he hurts me
He don't clean off the windshield so I can see
He don't say excuse me when he farts
He don't clean out my car when it ain't clean
He don't hug and kiss me when he see's me
And he talk to me so damn mean
He be flirting with them hoes
And he be choosing his boys over me
He don't give me the remote control
He don't see things the way I see
He can't show me unconditional love
He don't write to me no more
And when we go somewhere and all the seat's are taken
He take the last seat and tell's me to sit on the floor
He don't respect the place of God
He don't pray with me at night
He don't know how to handle this woman
He don't know how to treat me right
He think that everything is all about him
He think that he's God's gift to the world
He don't see me as his wife
He just see me as his girl
Yeah, them hoes call his cell phone
When they know i'm not around
Then he lie to my face like nothing
Like i'm just a fucking clown
He don't want me to go nowhere
He can't stand it when i'm gone
But when I stay around
It's just the same old tired ass song
He don't hold my hand when we go out
And believe me, us going out is rare
We ain't never been on a trip
He don't even help me take care of my hair
He won't shave my pubic area
He won't rub my back at night
He won't help me take down my braids
He refuse to treat me right!
He don't care about me like he should
And this ain't the way that it should be
I know that I deserve true love
But he ain't in love with me.
Copyright ©2006 Attica Lundy
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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