Whatever You Say Part Deux

It's hard not to contemplate how things could've been
And second thoughts never come across time and again
Sorry ma, we had a good run
Until I realized things we were only steroid driven, the battles are done
Separation on every degree is hard to fathom with us
Make or break, damn look at what its become
Whatever you say, my words are clearer due to my silver tongue
Despite no communication, funny how we were calling this love
It's all fun though
I never apologize for my responses, my pride dies down dumb slow
Especially when the one who said it to be gun-ho
Was reverting back to ways she knew back when the sex was grown
I'll give that to you, it was exceptional
But I need more than a woman to repeat themselves in my ear like a broken tape
Trying not to focus hate; but it's even harder to do that
When none of my words I write are came to appreciate
Every page I lace is a drug
Every page she scribbles is praised despite how the contradictions are bothered
All I really want is a woman with some sense of honor
Bonnie & Clyde type, one I could break a few laws with
Like us!, aside from the arrogance problems... lawless;
Playing Grand Theft Auto side by side trying to see who could survive the longest
On the phone each taking a step back after saying, "I love you"
To see who's sentence could reach the other the farthest
But I'm just wishful thinking hoping that whatever she says
Isn't appreciated by the masses more than what I write instead
Because her stanzas leave something to be desired
And mine are perfection embodied, but overlooked more than Poe's writings
God dammit, may as well scream well wishes
This'll be the last time you're mentioned, I hope everything works
Because when I start heading in reverse full-speed
I'm still bound to lap the niggas you tend to attract to your team


(But that's whatever you say.)