She is living up to her purpose
Created to perfectly hold on to messy situations
Allowing herself to dramatically be a product of masturbations
Fueling her into angry demonstrations
From what was caused by false conversations,
Generated by hateful communications.

She has not yet come to the realization
That the one she keeps pushing away
Is the one she needs to be adjacent to.

But for this material girl…
It’s the material world she keeps racing to

Why?

Cause in this race…
There are limitations to the face she is supposed to be in
So she rather build a nation in the lives of supposedly men
Her characterizations on him are built on his pen
So a godly man who makes mistakes can’t win
Unless he can do like the rest and spend money
Mullah, cheddar, or Benjamins for her sins

She really wants him
But she chooses everyone else
Cause she wants what is really good for her
But she really hates herself
So what is good is not right
What’s wrong she don’t fight
And keeps mess in her life
To pretend over and over again
That it’s him she don’t like

And this is the Queen Bee that we call…

The Self Liar!