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...