If I say I hate you
You say you want to be my friend
What If I do hate you?
What if I even hate your smile, your style just the fact you walked in?
You say because I don’t like you
I am disrespectful & mean
It’s disrespectful for your face and voice to invade my mental
If it wasn’t for prison I would most likely cut you
Get away from me and find your own way
Family or friend
Does not matter to me
I just might hate your face
I might hate when you’re smiling
When you feel joy
I want to spit in your face
I might be crazy
But honey you are too
Especially since you’re talking that mess
Knowing how I feel
And I’m not but two feet away from you
Now I am happy
I don’t hate you anymore
I finally got the chance to grab your ass
Throw you down
And beat your head into the floor
You don’t have that stupid look on your face
What’s wrong honey?
Is it all the blood you taste?
I bet you won’t bring youraround here talking no more
I feel no hate…I am at peace as my momma makes me clean your blood off her floor