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"Image Might Be Right"
K.caliber
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
stop!!!
Here's a tissue clean up the tears and snot
Man up muahfucca you knew this was coming Mister Emotional
You love them and try to give them world
But at the end of the day they always walk out the door
This is nothing more than a traditional ritual
Why you surprised
You been a fucc up since Feb 9th 1985
She made you the example bet everything you wanted she'll give to the next
without me how will you survive
Yea Now I bet you wish I was still alive
Ayo fucc you image she'll come back to me
Our love strong enough fix anything you just wait & see
Keith she barely wanna speak to you
That's just her way of dealing with this
she's hurtin to
Is she dude?
Sounds to me that you're a regret and she tryin to forget you
I mean think about it when's the last time she willingly kissed you
Bet a stacc she don't really miss you
Again fucc you image
Just leave me alone
She once called me home
She was my zone
, is that the reason you been binge watchin Grey's on Netflix
Reminiscing about y'all layin in bed hushin the kids
maybe...
Ok ok listen my only that'll take you back after this fucc up is depression
See depression loves you and she shows you such
But You feinin and prayin for her love too much
She ain't gonna give it to you
She don't want you
The life you wanted to build with her wasn't gonna give her joy
Her, her family and friends only know you as another fucc boy
You can't give her
Jordan unlocked her emotions
Kay made her feel beautiful
Matt gave her the kids
What did you give her?
I gave her my heart and a family
And now you have neither
She told you she started to hate you
Bet she doesn't hate that women beater
Image can you stop bringing her past s up
what?!
You been competing with them s since day one
If you ask me fool you were in a battle you weren’t good enough to have won
Whateva she loves me and she miss me
She probably give anything right now just to kiss me
you better off poppin pills again
Seems like you're addicted to misery
Like what did you even learn about yourself
That I'd make a great husband
Keith you are not a any would ever marry
You've lied, sacrificed and killed for her
But you're such a fucc up that she won't waste the time
Me and depression just waitin for you to get that through ya mind
Bet if you left me alive she loved every bit of you
And if you disagree you a Got Damn lie
I'm sittin here tears feelin like my image might be right
Missing the kids but I'm not on their mind now that I'm outta sight
At least that's how the sayin goes
I just want my world back it’s like I'm cryin every time the wind blows
Seeing her face every time my eyes close
Maybe image has a point
Maybe I'm nothing more than a fucc boy
Maybe I'm not husband material
Maybe I am a failure
Maybe I have no pros and I'm not an ex-con
Maybe image is right but I'ma keep the hope
And only finger fucc depression until karma comes to get me
to either leave me shot or hanging from a rope
Maybe love isn't for me and my want for it is karma's cruel joke
I just know my love aint fake
And sooner than later I'll fall asleep alone and never wake
Shakin my head shoutin FUCC
……..cuz image might be right
