[Verse] History matters not, I'd rather not contend with that logic Of disregarding what was done in one's favor No games were played, though she's ending up on waivers Result of being drafted too high, I overrated her Blind to what I gave her, nurturing and care Constructive criticism, only wished to make her greater Despite arguing otherwise, it never made a Difference, as to what would pique her interest Seeing as she'd rather go back to whoever ditched her Instead of truly listen to her inner voice as I insisted Given the chance, she wouldn't go the distance Spit in my hands extended, that's the limit I pretended to encourage her, told her That she'd made her decision, cause derision ain't my style I let the cord go, an empty pond ain't made for fishing Though I'll let her drown, in the waters of oblivion And she's deleting comments made to spite him So he won't see the immaturity that she now displays in trying to like him Says that if he hurts her again, it'll crush her That night, I woke from a dream in which he f**ed her I'll make a point to stay away from soulmates Because they always remind you of who you once was And it's all too clear that you're better today My foot is off the pedal now, my hands're off the clay What else is there to say? Instead of wasting breath Intended for an attempt to dissuade, I'd rather fade away Off the turn-around, make or miss, walk it off Scoff at the fact you wanna talk after the match Let's get some things clear, I'm contending for a ring here You're trying to make the lottery, tanking like you're 'bout to be Good in a couple years, but tomorrow's not promised You traded your glue guy for the scrub who kept failing To make the roster - Let's be honest Everything is off, even his posture I guess, it is get in where you fit in But the chip is off my shoulder now, good riddance...