Baby Boy

My baby boy's got a new coy toy
She's not his type, I bet he got her to annoy me
That little smirk of his needs to be destroyed
My baby boy, my baby boy

I've been happier than ever ever since I cut her off
Had shut her out 'cause all her doubts
Conduced the ripples and the waves that already plagued
Our toxic relationship stationed in an active minefield
Tiptoeing around triggers and bitter platitudes
Charged by an attitude unmatched and detached from reality
Domestic brutality
Flying knuckles, broken dishes
Keyed cards, solo key cards for a Marriott escape
That's where I met an angel with a rainbow cape
Straight from the parade
She bumped into me, causing my Coke to stream down my chest
She apologized, invited me into her room
For a stain remover, got to know her and poured my heart out

My baby boy's got a new coy toy
She's not his type, I bet he got her to annoy me
That little smirk of his needs to be destroyed
My baby boy, my baby boy

The rainbow angel told me, "Hey, jot my number down
My name is Stella, if you ever need to let it out
Reach out to me, we can get some coffee
You can confide in me" and so we
Started texting daily, conducting therapy
I drowned out my girl's screams with Stella's ringtone
I found a bit of serenity within my broken home
I found comfort in Stella that I never had before
I need that 24/7, can't take it anymore
I told the demon I was done, she said, "oh hell nah
Who is it? That girl you had coffee with? Huh?"
"Her and I are just friends. How do you know about that?"
"I saw your little text convos and your little dinner plans"
"How dare you dig through my phone? I've never even touched yours"
"I have every right if you're out here meeting with these hoes"
"Don't talk about her like that. She's more of a woman than you'll ever be"
"Yeah, right. Then go run off to that slut and go pack your things"
"Thank the Lord, you finally grew some sense. I thought you'd never let me leave"
I grabbed an armful of clothes and toiletries
Threw them in my backseat, took the wheel and then I hit the street
I called Stella, "Can you meet me in 15?"
She said "come over, I just got the place cleaned"
She met me at the door and saw the tears in my eyes
Grabbed me by the face and pressed her lips onto mine

My baby boy's got a new coy toy
She's not his type, I bet he got her to annoy me
That little smirk of his needs to be destroyed
My baby boy, my baby boy
My baby boy's got a new coy toy
She's not his type, I bet he got her to annoy me
That little smirk of his needs to be destroyed
My baby boy, my baby boy

I bet you're happy now
Yes I am, yes I am
You know you're missing out
Deny more, deny more
You won't find another girl like me
That's the hope, that's the hope
You know you're missing out
Deny more, deny more