Why Don't You Love Me, Bring Me Your Poops

Playing my part
I leave my art
is it in your cart?
Fine purchase, that’s smart

Waging war
keeping score
Tally up the whore
To the homies, I pour

Breaking, strong back
Sugar baby snack
gotta give that ass a smack
Returning, sticky tak

You always hate
the way I’m late
But baby, that’s fate
On the hook, it’s bait

I want to forget you
Your hair, it’s hue
thought you loved too
Thought your feelings, true

Now, I’m jumpin’
Got my party thumpin’
Hard press pumpin’
Those lady lumps, lumpin’

Without me
You’ll see
it’ll be
A travesty
A tragedy
Without me