I noticed the drop dead gorgeous stare of a woman.
Was it a stalker? I sense crimson danger in her perfume.
If looks can ****, I'd be dead by now.
If words can stir trouble, your ego is bruised.
I fight fire with fire, honey, I am gasoline
One more light with a matchstick, you end up in flames.

Everybody wants to be my enemy,
Now come to me and I will welcome you with open arms
I sense danger sent by the evil blended in among us
One to be a spy or just a chameleon

The roads I walked on trembled,
Just like you, stuttered when cornered
Let me remind you, girl
I am not one to cause trouble, you are.

I learned to whiff like a dog,
To know who my friend will be
Or who my enemy is.
And you are both, an enemy disguised as a friend.
And I won't accept insults from you disguised as a joke.