Chrystal

Damn that Chrystal,
She stole my man.
Holds a tighter grip,
Than any woman ever can.

With her clear complexion,
She makes his heart race.
He steals to be with her,
To keep her in his face.

Always on a mirror,
The bitch is so damn vain.
Nothing but a home wrecker,
Causing so much pain.

He says she makes him feel good,
She keeps him up all night.
But when she's gone, he falls hard,
And knows it's just not right.

She gets her thrills,
Hell bent on destruction,
She's sleek, fast, & sexy,
Luring with euphoric...