Strange men

I know I'm not dreamin it,she doing outta character type shit.

Spanish fly got swatted and tossed,not ashamed to blame say your name fuk this lame same game.

She knows what I wanted she play look what I got ha ha ha your now haunted,

I here all kinds of noises I'm ready to throw punches.

Why she like to keep my head in the clouds ,

There's all these strange me coming in and out the house,I creep around like a mouse ,I see and say shouldn't of delay cus she say I know not what I'm talking about .I blame and she go ooh sure,all I'm telling you all the fingers point at her,as she defer from light that shines on her