Am I really supposed to believe that?

That you really did exactly what you say you did...

That you actually went alone...

Do I look like I'm 2 years old?

Is everything that comes out of your mouth supposed to be the truth to me?

See...

The shit you lie about is pointless

If it's the truth, why is the story different from before?

Why are you consistently yawning for no reason?

Why is today nothing, but it eats at you, and then tomrrow it's something?

Is the fact that you do for me, something I should focus on so that I could shy away from the fact that I frolic with a liar?

Do I look like a fucking 2 year old?

Can a 2 year old take college courses?

Can a 2 year old live a life like me?

It might might be, that you might might be

Not the type for me me me

I sense changes in your attitude and peep the broken steps in your daily routine

It's sad I have to keep a log of what you said

It's mentally written throughout my head

So when I catch you slippin, I'll be dippin'

You'll be trippin', but it'll be me your missin'

Insulting my intelligence leads to your dismissal

Forget you

Forgot you

And for a 2 year old, it's quite possible

So do I look 2 years old to you?

Speak up, I can't hear you!

Am I hitting a nerve?

You were supposed to be my Sports Car...

You can't even handle the curve, but you sure like to swerve

A liars regimen consists of a few lies, half stories and half truths

The have not's and won't do's

Have been done and past due's

and that's you!

The epitome of a woman is not you!

But I know 2 year olds who can like you and still spite you

Serve you and still spike you

Eminem and still Mike you

But I might too

This like you can turn into dislike you

and just like you, I too can do petty shit just to spite you

But I grew

Up from the ground

From boy into a man

From shy to a go getter

From quiet to a liar quitter

From a drug dealer and clothes stealer

To a businessman with mo' scrilla

From baby sitter hitter to grown woman twister

Not a typical mind teaser

I'll ease ya out of that amnesia because it seems as if you forgot who you was fucking with

The "Kick Game" Publicist

The been there, done thater

The metaphorical mind grabber

So if I look like I'm 2 years old

And you don't feel like being bold

Then you must feel like being told

That what you said you loved has just been sold to another soul....

By: Brian L.