you terrified I'm about to write a tell all you got secrets you wanna keep I got time I wanna speak I don't have time to talk about you I can only speak of me and you if you done something to me if I do I'm leaving names out so you can't legally shut my mouth I been in the streets you still scared to come out always on my page wanting to know what I'm talking about I tell the truth you can't open your mouth without lies falling out you always wanna cook for me wondering how come I don't come eat you got too many flies in your house holding the door open trying to get 'em out fool you only letting more in I'm holding a pen in my left hand writing about how you left me for dead but I rose again I'll lose it all to make sure you never win I won't give you pardon even if you beg me to if you was on your last leg you couldn't lean on me I'll kick crutches and canes from up under you and the walker too I guess you can say I'm holding a grudge against you if you get in trouble I hope I'm the one to come to your rescue turn a homicide into a suicide show up to the funeral in black and cry and you know why so don't be petrified I got better things to do than to write a book about you