What Do You Want

You don’t care about Me, no you don’t
You don’t care about Me, no you don’t  
You only come around once in awhile, can’t you see  
You chose drugs and the streets over me  
  
Dressed to the tops and with a filled tummy  
Not caring if I’ve eaten or if I’m looking all bummy  
High off of your shit, and fucking pockets turnt out  
Why was I surprised verbal abuse was all that exited your mouth  
   
So quick to raise a hand, even one turnt into a fist  
I’m the source of all your woes, I’m blamed for looking like this  
At some point it seems someone drew the line  
Those are all of your children and these are all of mine  
   
Not able to face the fact that you’re a looser simply because you are  
You chose the easiest path, you reached for the lowest star  
Here I am now all big, yeah now I’m full grown  
Now it’s you chasing my fucking pockets like a dog chasing a bone  
   
You don’t care about Me, no you don’t  
You don’t care about Me, no you don’t  
You crashed into my life bringing nothing but strife  
You wanted all of the perks without being a wife  
   
With your head always in the clouds, you kept me blind  
You didn’t know about me, I never even entered you mind  
You enjoyed a life of free love, while my shit was confined  
Why think about jumping the broom, when you wouldn’t even cross a line  
   
You turnt my life and love into you coming and going  
All of the excitement was over there, over here it was so fucking boring  
Your true love for me became dammed up, while mine was still pouring  
Haha, sex became your weapon knowing that I was still adoring  
   
You, who came and went, was nothing but a cock blocker in disguise    
The love for you that I once had eventually turned into despise  
With your figure and looks finally starting to slip  
You’re forever trying to take me on another one way trip  
   
You don’t care about Me, no you don’t  
You don’t care about Me, no you don’t    
You never cared about Me, ran up on me looking for another dummy  
Lying to the young minded that they’re all your family  
   
But to be true you needed unlimited kids  
To put in that work for your ass and do the bid  
Already sitting on two strikes, you can’t take another hit  
You got young motherfuckers doing your time with that no snitch shit  
   
While they’re locked away dreaming of gangsta parties and mad sex  
You’re fucking his old lady and looking for the next  
Dummies, standing in line, for a few crumbs you can control their minds  
That will keep your pockets fat and give up their life doing your time  
   
 You don’t care about Me, no you don’t  
You don’t care about Me, no you don’t  
You swore to do right by me, but you won’t  
So why are you fucking with me, what do you want        �