Number 1 and Number 2
Might not be the first
But you bout to be the last
Tired of the bull shit
I’m more than my past
Tired of being the runner up
Even my number one got me feeling like I’m an option
Yea he said love me
And yea he show it at times
But his baby-mamas be on his mind more than I
They the mother of your kids so I get it
But if you love them so much then why you quit it?
The fact you saying we might as well cause of the length
Like common law can really make a marriage
Better than being someone else number 2
Can’t hate cause he the same to me
Shit got confused for a minute at least on my end
Went from having my heart and a fuck friend
Numbers 1 and 2
To having two number 2s
Cause neither one can get me through
All the pain I carry physical and mental
Add the emotional bull shit breaking threw and it scares me
Remembering a past I blocked out
Older fam giving the same hugs but the vibe different
Niggas who really know me saying that I smile different
Running to my girly shit so the makeup can hide
Adding on weight so people won’t pep my shape
Walk slowly in the rain
So I can release the tears of my pain
No glove something I only did in my past
With my number one something we never used
Which is how we got our two
I miss them daily
God saw fit to take them back
Something I never understood
But number 2 been getting the same treatment
Ever since he treated me on my birthday
Explored spots that needed attention in the worst way
Had me ready to call home and say I’m staying out tonight
I mean baby boy did my RIGHT
And seem to be like wine
Cause it just keep getting better with time
Bad thing bout this is
He known to make kids
Granted they some pretty kids
But still I’m talking kids
Plus I see how the dick got them others
And I refuse to turn into just another typical baby mother
So I’m gonna slow my roll
Keep our shit on the low
Regulate my feelings
Cause I ain’t stopping none our dealings
But my life should be a book
Fiction might be hot but my life is off the hook
Oct. 30, 2011