I keep giving this man my body,
and what do I have to show for all that?
Some hope, a couple dreams and the fact,
that I continue to get fat?
Wack.
It's all wack.
Fact.
It ain't all that.
Splat.
It will fall and burst open.
Kinda like me bursting at the seams
Always feeding me with his lies.
and Burger King.
I can't even fit into my jeans.
I'm a harlot.
I don't sell my body but I am a harlot.
The lowest kind
The cheapest find
The foolish give her loving to a man,
who'll never be her husband kind.
