Once upon a sad time ago, Before you became a hoe... You used to get straight A's. Remember those good days? You never wore any make up. Every single day you'd wake up, Just to make mama breakfast. Right before you got reckless... A bright future, you were a star. Never let a guy in the cookie jar. Cause they all want your goodies. Boys eyed you under their hoodies. Way before you even got cocky, You fell in love with some jockey. Your heart got cold like hockey. He played you for your friends. Turned your world upside down. Spread secrets throughout town. He ****ed your head up with lies, He was another player in disguise. You dated other men after that, But it didn't change the sad fact, That they all played a decent act, So they can hit you from the back. After that you resorted to drugs, And you stopped believing in love. You started dating street thugs, And decided to become a dropout. You got accustomed to being played. Every single day you just got slayed. No hero came, so you weren't saved. Mama died from stressing over you. It's sad how that had to occur, For you to stop ****ing around. She was buried in the ground. You let out such a sad sound... One man finally came along. Saw you crying late at night, And he told you to be strong. You wouldn't open up to him. He would've died for you too. He seriously only wanted you. Now that's he's happy with some else... I bet you wish that she was you.
If straight shaming doesn't exist, then slút shaming doesn't exist. Fúck Amber Rose and her followers. Although the wordplay isn't good, the flow is good. Im not expecting you to kno how to flow to this, kitten. It's not my voice spitting it.
Post an audio link then. Or do what I do when people question me. Let em find out what it is on 3rd party app if they feel so strongly about it. Most of them are either ? and full of crap or turn out to be completely lame in the first place... sounding and or looking like the quiet kid that sat in the corner during grade school. S/O to Mary Poppins & Paul Blart. ?