Falsehood

You don’t wanna get to know me.

You just like what you see.

You just want that 3 minutes of pleasure,

Thinking you’re allowed of this lovely treasure.

You ignore my interests,

But feed into slight provocation.

You don’t really feel this,

The actual dedication

Of the actual woman I am.

You‘re literally thinking with your dick—

And you think I’ll fall for it.

Yes, a young woman but with a gang of supportive men

In her corner.

Lessons learned, “L”s taken and I’m moving on.

You wanna get to know me?

Tuh—what’s a date to you?

Fuck that— dates are taboo.

Just wanna hump hump and go on.

Baby you can pay a sex worker if that’s all you want.

They're attractive too.

You’re just too stuck in your ego’s ass to see through

Your own stupidity...

You think you’re about to stupefy me?

Nigga please! Honesty can take you far but you’re lying.

Just being a predator, straight spying.

You're not interested in me—keep it real. Just want a young tender thang to make you feel.

Can’t even say it, what’s the deal?

Be a fucking man and say how you feel.

You think I’m naive, maybe way too chill.

Say what you want, go in for the kill...

So I can block you and you know this intelligence is real.