You were a combination
of happiness and pain...

I thought I had moved on
thought I was sure...

As I sit on the couch
telling my life story...

She opens the window
and looks to the sky...

I submitted this a litte late.
I wrote it December 29th...

No matter how many times
I turn my back...

If I would've known
how much you would contemplate...

Sometimes she feels he loves her
but sometimes feel hated...

I thought you'd be crying
but the tables turned...

Why couldn't we last longer?
Why couldn't we talk it over...

Yo momma is like a vacuum cleaner..... she sucks...
Yo momma so old her social security number is 1...

Yo mama so hairy she wears a Nike tag on her weave...
Yo mama so dark she has to wear white gloves when...