You said that you wanted me.

It’s hard to believe.

With your head between her thighs,

And you holding her knees.

Not once did you glance up,

To see that I’m there.

With your head held in place,

As she’s pulling your hair.

You said that you need me.

Stupid I know.

Even those who can’t see.

Know you like ho’s.

Is it her fault?

Where you place face at.

Didn’t anyone tell you,

That they had her kitty cat.

There’s a new question,

And it makes me sick.

Did she even wash up,

Or you’re drinking his ick.

I hope you paid for it.

Paid her real well.

That was the last you’ll get.

I won’t pay your bail.

But there’s no need,

For my hands to get dirty.

What’s that I hear?

It’s her 11:30.

Hubby.

(I wanted to change it up a bit. What do you think? Let me know Fia xoxo)