Fuckoff

Why can’t I remember the thing we used to be
Cause every month since December has been slowly killing me
Fuck off you dumb motherfucker
You getting cut off cause I had enough of you
I was patient but I caved in and I had to get rid of you
You say I’m hating but lets face it ain’t hard to get sick of you
You think you slick bitch, I know what you thinking
You finna get rich from being In my presence
You just a paperweight I hate to say you holding me down
But if you ain’t benefitting me then I don’t want you around
You’re so quick to move on, it’s so easy to see, you’re so quick to move far,
far away from me, cherry-picking your best, choosing A to Z, I’m noticing,
you don’t fall far from the tree
You tell me to move on, it’s not easy for me, Saturday is something that is,
so far from me, we could’ve fixed all if I answered the call, I guess we’ll
have to sit and wait for another day so fuck off