She won't like what I've got to say, Well, should have behaved a better way, now I'm here, feeling my best and I have no regrets, tell the girl bye because I won't cry.
I'm unapologetic, her act, so pathetic, she messed with a bad *****, turned apathetic I'm moving on to ****, unapologetic.
And now she better walk that other way, better have nothing to say, the tables have turned, left her to burn. You better walk that other way, because there's nothing left to salvage, you messed with a savage ***** and I won't be providing no bandage, I've moved on, unapologetic.
**A/N: This is what occurs when someone messes with a savage poet. Here's a hint: you won't get away with it. Thankyou for reading! What do you think of this poem?