Verse 1;

This is a most critical mission
fuck the status quo,
I will never listen
damn she must be trippin, now this is no way to be livin
you will never be forgiven, it’s final, it’s written
she once looked like a video vixen,
damn I was smitten that was a givin,
never again, will I fuck with those type of women
you’ll prolly end up dead or in prison,
your sure to get bitten, loose everything at the disposition
first comes divorce, a head on collision,
all those years, she beat me into submission
can make a smile disappear , she’s a master magician
a war of attrition, another fight, a new felony conviction
in her jurisdiction, a painful affliction
she’s like terminal cancer, that never goes in remission
so much friction, I am guilt ridden
sneaky fucking bitch, kept the evil hidden
with her targets in sight, she prays on precision,
I tell her the truth, I never spit fiction
I gotta stay driven, I’ve got perfect vision
When I look at her....I can’t help but sicken
hey bitch...time 2 fucking listen,
in addition, I’ve been slipping
you pushed me to the breaking point
so now I get high, hoping that I might die
from all the drugs I’ve been sniffing...

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