Thots Dailyyy

Check check, uhh I have thoughts in my brain daily Hopein', wishin', maybe, maybe Sometimes I want to text you But then realize that I can't text you It's either a no reply Or short ass answer The thought of it makes me cry Gotta Dry my eye, your love is a cancer Just get over It's the past Cuz, true love is meant to last There's something better Something that's lesser Lesser fussing and fighting More hugging and kissing Lesser physical neglect More spiritual intellect Lesser random ass sex More positive affect Lesser Lesser sleeping in bed More "I love you"s said Yea I'm talking about you You know exactly what you would do Or maybe you don't Because maybe You never really gave a shit You never really gave a shit I have thoughts in my brain daily Hopein', wishin', maybe, maybe That sometimes I want to text you But then realize that I can't text you So it's, on to the next boo On to, the next foo The next person I see I'm sorry but I'm celibate So no sex from me I'm too special I'm too precious After if we do it I'm bound to regret it So forget it And if you can't float on my boat Then for you It's on to the next hoe On to the ex hoe On to the next person you see That gonna let you skeet Sorry go ahead but that takes way too much energy from My soul and me And I don't want to be full greed But shit, get what you need I have thoughts in my brain daily Hopein', wishin', maybe maybe That sometimes I want to text you But then realize that I can't text you And that's when I figured out that YOU DIDNT PAY ATTENTION I FORGOT TO MENTION IT WAS MY INTENTION TO HAVE AN INTERVENTION SO HERES THE FUCKING QUESTION THE QUESTION OF THE CENTURY SO HERES THE FUCKING QUESTION THE QUESTION OF THE CENTURY WHO ARE YOU AND WHO ARE YOU MENT TO BE? Because concluding This bruising Y'all keep on chewing On some shoe strings Talking about how I rob the energy You ain't a friend of me Shit and clearly you can't see You had the baddest there could be Because all I wanted was Good things For you and me Good things For you and me... I have thoughts in my brain daily Hopein', wishin', maybe, maybe That sometimes I want to text you But then realize that I can't text you I have thoughts In my brain Daily Hopein', wishin', that maybe, just maybe Sometimes I wish that YOU would next me But, fuck it, now you're just the enemy You're just an ex to me Oh I have thoughts in my brain daily Hopein', wishin', maybe, maybe Sometimes I wish that you would text me And look who just text me...