I was like 13
I seen you at the scene
Those HMS basketball games were the thing
Thought you was hotter than a wing
Saw you lick ya elbow & I was like ding
So I went home & had a dream, Martin Luther king
Never knew years later we'd be a fling
sh** I was stalking ya MySpace
When I finally pressed add it was like goin to third base
I mean like what was the worse case
You'd hit decline & then I'd go to my hiding place
But sh** that's not what happened
Even though I still knew I had no chances
There was no mutual attraction
I had the characteristics of a fat black b**h
Looking like Jill Scott in her prime
Picking out my afro in my spare time
Even back then I was writing rhymes
Eventually I forgot you and everything was fine
Now lets fast forward a bit
It's 9th grade & I feel like the sh**
And somehow we started talking
How that may have happened I found it shocking
But im okay with that
Cause a relationship is what I got at
And it was cool and all
That whole one month I was feeling off the wall
And then we broke up
I was feeling sad like a homeless pup
Now it's a couple months later
Lived at the park thought I was a skater
We talked again so that made life greater
I always tried to be on my best behavior
So the talking led to a date
Date to a relationship I think that's great
Guess this was an attempt to recreate
Everything seemed to be going straight
And this time it lasted longer
Our bond was becoming stronger & stronger
Over summer three words were said
Often represented by the color red
You said it first and I said it back
The feelings were there it wasn't wack
But 10 months in We reached the end
Back to the part where we'd be just friends
And I was sad as sh**
Take care on repeat I threw a fit
But by the turn of the year
Everything normal and I was filled with cheer
Feeling like nothing could stop this
I was in a state of pure bliss
Now there's nothing to do but to reminisce
Like sh** you were my first French kiss
And to think its all my fault
Wish that night I would have had a default
I was intoxicated
sh** maybe even borderline wasted
And some things had been stated
They left me to be hated
Wish they could be vacated
Wish that problem I never created
That night was quite starry
But sh**ty like safari
There's only one thing to say
My darling I'm sorry