Is It Love
You call it love
You say you love
you love but
why do you love
because he the man of the hour
or because he got the most cash
the best cloths
i'm not saying this some bad things
but the reason you love
that's not love
screw it
you just lusting
you call it wrong
when he treats you like nothing you
and you think it his fault
girl i'm not saying its right
but damn you chose
the stuff over the man
and you say he changed
or did he just become
what he really was
then you say all men are bad
because of your mistake
well girl damn
i think
you are the mistake
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