So many things that I wish I could've told you
I never thought it'd hurt me that way
I never had the right words to play your games
Cause maybe it's a sign of your true intentions
Indulge me in your power play
My mama never liked me that way
She made me behave
14 grand deep
Caught living in a web
Like a child lost deep in the thoughts on the net
Maybe you saw something
More than a passion worth tribin though
This felt more like a backhand ridin
You my mama not no other
You raised me as your daughter
But how can you be deceiving
For you were my reason
My inspiration
To push my inhibitions
For a doctor
You need your own prescriptions
You be losing your visions
I'm sorry
Oh apologies
I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm sorry

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