Long after dark

Your contempt apparent

Not my fault y’all done did some stupid shit

Just cus’ I read it across your face

That fluff you been packing on

Ah yah

I sees it there

Shouda, woulda, coulda

Gon’ take yourself out back a bit

Prolly to the next town over

Pretty hard to get out from underneath

The weight of your own decisions

Now go on

With your wicked self

Casting stones like you ain’t never –

Oh I see

Between y’all’s shenanigans

And that what withall

Some extra shadow of guilt

For the other one to follow

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