Dont be another

How can you compare me To someone who could Never treat you like a Queen he treated you Then dismissed you now you Feel like a fool Open up your ears before You open your legs Because any women worth something Is worth waiting for So if he is pressuring You into something tell Him next because you will Never become another statistic From the words that his Lips spit your passion Is too much for his Slick ways his game Could never compare pain because Passion is a fool that Accompanies pain