I refuse to write in any fashion where my nose would grow So in selection of my prose a n***a chose to show The soul connection that was burned and turned my love to foe And left her with a smug smirk that said "I told you so" When I implored for her return, she chose twice to go Couldn't risk a third strike, so I chose the snow Right back into the solitude that slowed my growth With the thought that the walk would bring me home to score But now I know, Magic's a shooting star oustide Orlando Not Dwight, tho every night I get, higher than a lampost Everyday's like camp, I wake up telling her she can't go Not Lazlo, I lays low, focused on my payroll RockStar found her wings, redbull, unpolished halo The Angel on my grave, like a voice from the dead And every word she said, loops repeat in my head Fret wears on my soul, as I regret what I did, I hear... And, I look around and wish for… Someone that knows me, scold and console me A wife that plays her role, talk some sh** at Wii Bowling Saw into your soul, never thought you'd leave me lonely Squarely blame myself. misjudged that hoe for a homie Pa**ed away's the old me, the new mold isn't happy Lost friends, lost my pappy, losing you made it crappy As you left extra snappy, packed before you announced That the life we had was over, you were ready to bounce I had feelings, they're confirmed, cash in any amount Can't satisfy like the taste of your mouth As I sit in my house, shifty, trying to figure it out 2 bedrooms, me without a seed or a spouse And now life is a drought, I'm a weed, but I sprout Surviving off of little feed, what I need has run out Live in utter disbelief of you leaving me, seemingly This simply can't be what being me is about