Stepping how I should

I cut em off I’m still the main topic 

I no longer step in places they be at

Some how I’m still the main topic 

You said you don’t fuck with me 

But watching everything I do 

Fucking every nigga I fuck 

Like that was doing something 

He came back & told me only thing you was good for was head 

You really taught you was doing something 

Worrying bout me but getting pregnant by everybody

I thought you was off limits 

It’s seem everybody can hit that got a bottle 

You flashing that pussy 

Like I was suppose to move or something 

Dissing on me & can’t get in the field 

Insane behavior 

You willing to die behide a nigga that don’t even case for 

You …I used to pray for you 

Now I just want you to stay away from me 

You did everything I did & still didn’t pass me 

If they put us in a room together he still gonna choose me 

Not even because I got a booty 

But the way I love him 

You wanted to cuffed em 

I just wanted to fuck em 

I got the bag 

You got the baby 

& that’s why she really mad 

She tryed to be me & ended up pregnant 

Silly rabbits

This shit not for everybody 

You silly dog rat 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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