You swear you'll never call me B**** again.

Sayin' "I'm a changed man, Can't we at least be friends?"

As I recall, you were the one who wanted to be free.

Aw- nah!! Hell nah!! What about our family?

You done got yo' ass out there and now you realize,

You're missing my sweet smell and my nice round thighs.

Now you see she was your other for only one reason.

But she aint me...Wife, sister, lover through every season.

Runnin' 'round, treating my like I'm a damed whore.

Buyin' me stupid gifts - from the dollar store.

Common sense things, like proving for yo' queen.

Responsibility made you just out of the family scene.

Asking me, constantly, "What's on your mind?"

Go on somewhere with that. How do you spend your time?

I'm so tired of hearing, "You grown and you gone someday cop a Hummer....

Keep it real. You're a man. And I ain't your damn momma!