The Bearded Lady Drops The Mic

It’s adorable how you pretend in front of proper company
That you haven’t ever woken up wet next to me
And even sweeter that you swear that you don’t sweat
remembering your seductively sexy whispers close to my neck
And I was fine playing the fool with the fake flowered fiddle
in the back of your mind with your low ambition and childish wisdom
Until the time when I witnessed a sorry sudden slip
Another semi social diss from lips that I know I’ve kissed
And for once, baby, it didn’t drive this driven girl insane
I wasn’t caught up in the chess of your wilted love game
You mad cause I’m glad I’m not the one that you caught
I’m glad that you’re mad I ended up the one at the top
I’m at the peak of the pinnacle and you know what’s next
You hope I’ma forget you wasn’t shit when I wasn’t famous yet…

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