i cant sit here and listen to your ignorance any more
you sit and complain that your poor

yet you give your boyfriend your money
you're not even his only honey

you are his sugar-mamma
and love be caught up in his drama

i have no kind of sorrow
becuase you let him borrow and borrow

you volunteer to leave work early everyday
and have the nerve to complain about your pay

sit your *** down and do your ****
dont throw a ******* fit

fourteen years older than me
your thirty three

i try to be respectable and nice
but your stories make me think twice

you sound so ingnorant
you make me so sick im loosing my pigment

why did you have to get shot by cupid
and become so stupid

i cant
listen to you be ignorant