She’s snoopin through my biz dont give a shit attitude hit or miss polite gone with the wind throws accusations breaking windows knowledge legal lingo. She just really pissed anger another level fuming at the ears growing horns like the devil running on hate and fear, twisting words, thoughts, and reality becoming a more dangerous version of everything she hates in me. SNOOP! Why you digging in my mind like it’s yours? Kick the door, then your shocked scars cover the floor SNOOP! You don’t want truth just fuel for the fire Fuel to leave, call it love, call me liar SNOOP! Reading wounds you know I didn’t write for you Twist my ink into a lie call it a clue, Read one line jump to conclude judge jury executioner shouldn’t be you let it rattle the roof No trust no love no care only SNOOP! My journals are mine! You’re never meant to see! Stay away I write it inside them all and I know you can read! Does it need to be said you can’t open my mail? I don’t want you arrested but seriously you could go to jail and you can use a computer sure you’re illiterate but you don’t understand how they work but thank you. Do calling me an idiot you call me two-faced say I lie and wear a mask so people like me, but you’re gonna blow a gasket when you learn that that’s the right me and I’m different with you because you’re so biased and gaslighting. SNOOP! Why you digging in my mind like it’s yours? Kick the door, then your shocked scars cover the floor SNOOP! You don’t want truth just fuel for the fire Fuel to leave, call it love, call me liar SNOOP! Reading wounds you know I didn’t write for you Twist my ink into a lie call it a clue, Read one line jump to conclude judge jury executioner shouldn’t be you let it rattle the roof No trust no love no care only SNOOP! If it was in the Olympics, you’d win gold medal jumping to conclusions freaking Carl Lewis blowin right past him talented as hell at finding clues worst cop in the world, you decide and convict on the very first news investigations aint about clues. They are about factsfollowing where they lead to determine exactly what really happened and nowhere in this process to assumptions ever get enacted but when you look in your quiver, it’s the only tool you have and that’s sincerely sad because it adds to your levels of mad and as much as I cringe when you talk now, that’s not the road I want for you the path. I hate this me, but I hate this you I want the old one back, but that can never happen.No cappin SNOOP! Why you digging in my mind like it’s yours? You didn’t start it but your fighting in this war. You survey the terrain keeping tabs, notes and names. Use it as ammunition to assign who’s to blame. Every turn a setback no progress is made. Here’s another perfect example that words matter what you say. Those at fault should take responsibility not the weight of the blame. And where does it come from allegations untrue the toxic aftermath spewed by those who SNOOP! Goody life, these songs…not TGB!