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In Too Deep

I met my girl under pretense of destiny  
Her and me  
Meeting so purposefully  
I swore and so did she  
Man    
We were meant to be  
   
But we moved in and I saw another place  
The moldy base did not match the perfectly strewn drapes  
Like a plague  
I darkened and ruined her hallways  
So I went online    
Looking anywhere to play  
   
It felt so damn good  
Being wanted every day  
   
I shared my life  
Intimate pics of me and mine  
Made sure I had two lines  
Signed out of rooms I'd find  
   
That's when I got caught in you  
Shit  
I Found I couldn't lie    
Couldn't even send a pic  
You'd guessed so much just from my rhymes  
   
But I took the risk  
And for a while you played along  
Then you cut off ties  
I thought with time that I'd be strong  
   
But damn if fate didn't have a plan  
I went to work and met up with a man  
A cop but you couldn't tell by me  
I could bench him with his guns times three  
   
I came to fix his fridge so I got my tools    
Then looked around thinking this house is cool  
Plants strewn everywhere and soft blue walls  
I knew this fool had a wife or at least a grandma  
   
And that's when I saw it  
Eyes dark and piercing through  
On the wall ahead    
A picture of you  
Drawn with charcoal    
Eyes playful with truth  
A little smirk playing on lips that whisper, 'Welcome home, boo'  
   
My heart raced as your man studied me and asked a question  
I didn't hear and asked for it's repetition  
He wanted to know if I'd work out with him  
I furrowed my brows and said,  
'Yeah, I'm in'  
   
I've gone in too deep  
My girl don't sleep in my house  
She says I'm always happy to leave  
And help my friend out  
   
She's done her hair up and her makeup too  
But her mouth is still raw from the poison she spews  
   
I don't care  
   
I try every time to see boo  
Always doing so much more than I thought she could do    
It hits me    
Appointing a voice to black and white  
And she really do all she say to live right  
Every time we're apart the universe starts to cry  
The pull is greater than I can ever describe  
   
I know she'll never leave that sucka she with    
She'll keep cooking his meals and finding something to fix  
Or she thinks  
I know she'd never take a married man  
So surprise muthafucka  
I'ma take her when I can  
   
What are the chances I came here to fix this house  
That my name was found on the boards after the soffits came out  
I've been there every time he don't show  
It's when I'm there that her people call on her the most  
How can she see exactly through me  
Like she knows exactly who I be  
   
It's gone too deep  
I haven't told her shit  
I can't look at my girl  
I think we both out of this  
   
I'm over here every time I can be  
I don't know what to do  
Don't want this to be seen  
Not until I've cut ties clean  
Until I'm free and she won't think shit of me  
   
For now I'll pretend    
To be the best friend  
I feel like a piece of shit  
But as I watch  
The feeling spends  
   
He's Selfish and drowning  
It's never enough  
He don't fuck her right  
This I'm certain of  
   
She wears heels while she eats at the weeds  
Serves hot food at the table  
With a ready pussy to feed  
   
A smile lights her face  
Her soft breasts never hide  
She believes bras and underwear  
Are things of the dark side  
   
She looks like she's twelve but can carry you out  
On her shoulders  
Or simply with that quick witted mouth  
I love to sit back and watch her spank everyone  
Not with a violent word  
But with cutting reason  
   
Her books outnumber any pearls she could own  
And when she owns  
She quickly gives and never loans  
   
Her time is never hers  
She takes care of everyone  
She does her nails and hair  
Never pays to get it done  
   
A fighter and a savage    
She can fix her own mess  
And fix you up good if you bring it to her nest  
   
She's proud of her home and asks for nothing more  
As he sits on the thrown he hasn't worked for  
Complaining his silver doesn't shine like the rest  
Looking down on her as a pest and everything less  
I won't stand and watch her bounce around in little bows    
Begging for a head scratch when she deserves much mo  
   
I'm in too deep  
I got microphones in some rooms  
I like to hear her fuck herself  
She screams my name, too  
   
With reverence she speaks of how I am a man  
Fixing her house up and showing up with a plan  
I gotta go home now and sit with the shrew  
I'm in too deep man  
What the fuck am I gonna do?
Written by jenny_is_hungry
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