u conmin at me like u tru to game
but wen it reppin time u fall to the groundike rain
im got so much bred cal me the bun, b
holla at cha gyrl wish u was ballin like me
i got 12 haters and i need 15
niggas cover u wit white lke peaches and cream
u my opponet,wishin u was on my team
betta shout cuz like clorox leave the scene so clean
ya nigga in my face trynna get the digits
i told him to go down and the nigga was wit it
he try 2 call me baby like im weezy daddy
put some dees on that bitch cuz i juss bought a caddy
wanna fuq wit me u need iraq wit chu
he buy me wat i want tell u he miss dont kiss u
yung e, 14, and im already queen
i rock chanelle pearls same color as ice creams

i love it in my dreamz wen u touch me, hold me, and caress my body with your handz,
i keep u close to my heart with your picture in a locket frame,
yet its sad that u dont kno my name,
we dont talk and i wonder if u had a 2nd look but whose to blame,
i dont approach u and wen i get the courage, my voice shuts down,
becuz if come come to u, would u hold me down
r u tha one to whoop ass on whoever wants to step,
will u hoe anybodi who dont come correct and ruin my rep,
will u b there 4 betta and worst
for the good, the bad, the happy and the hurt
r u tru like u claimin to be
the question is would u be down 4 me
as i think about this poem, staring into space
here u are, right here and we are now standing face to face,
all of a sudden a voice cuts in
askin me my name and number is how u begin
here i am thinkin im invisible to u
all of a sudden u askin the same questions i wanted to ask you