Poetic Justice: It's Her Pussy I Prefer.

Even after I told you the thoughts of you vex me

You still had the nerve to mother fucking text me

The options of a union is no longer yours
My heart doesn't belong to you anymore its hers

I enjoyed the special moments we shared

and how my pussy you did well to take care

but outside of the bedroom you bore me

and I was tired of hearing how u adore me

Men like you think that your so damn slick

So use to having bitches in check with your dick

but you've met your match

I stay with a dick patch

Not impressed, nor controlled by your penis

She excites me in and out of the bedroom

mentally and spiritually shes more my tune

I'm vibing the way she digs me

Thanks again for the way you dug me

No hard feelings but our thing is over

I think I found my four leaf clover

So please don't make me have to get nasty

I know my choice will have many outcast me

but I stand firm to the way that I feel

and the opinions of society I bravely peel

This will be the last time I address this mess

I've made my decision and its in her pussy I rest