He Fuckin Hit Me !
i don't know why that stupid fool hit me ;
everything was good until the fool thought he owned me .
i was talking on the phone , talking to my friend who had just gotten home from school ,
& that's when that fool just lost his fuckin cool .
started talkin shit , talkin bout who the fuck you talking to ?!
betta getcho ass off the phone , tryna play me like i'm some fool ?!
i'm not the type to take shit like that so i fired right back .
got up in his face & said i don't need your ass !
he cocked back his hand and struck me in the face .
i didn't have time 2 think , all those years were just a waste .
the love of my life just hit me like some ho ,
that was the end of where our love started to grow .
i hit his ass back and his cheek started to bleed .
then we started crushing each other like feet on leaves .
i blacked out after that , i don't remember shit
until he up & left my house , but i remember feeling the hits .
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