Reunion

Tell me you don’t need me now
And I’ll walk away, yeah
And I won’t be your man no more
She likes it when I look in her eyes
Running my hands through her hair
My hands on her hips and
My thumbs fit in the dips at the base of her back yeah
This women made me who I am today
She’s the spine that holds me up
And keeps this mind in place
She’s the kiss on the scars on my wrists
She’s the words in this song that don’t fit
She’s the 25th hour
The 8th day, the power
We rolled up to my school reunion on my Mutt MC
Walking tall with a weapon in hand, know that you see me
I’m with a model, pale skin
She wearing that black dress, black choker, black Martins
She’s with «the least likely to succeed», «the cutter»
The hidden talent motherfucker, Man look at me now
They haven’t a clue, probably got credit on a song that they knew
And Craig comes over with his boys and starts throwing shade like the old days
Tries it on with her, she looks him up and down
She laughs in his face man he looked so small
She throws her arms around me her six foot five
I didn’t say shit man, she took him down alive
Took him down, she took him down alive
I didn’t say shit man, she took him down alive
She took him down alive
She throws her arms around me her 6ft5
I didn’t say shit man she took him down
We got back home, she had something to prove
Can’t undo my past so she has to outdo
She said «I spoke to Shay at the bar, she said you really bloomed and yea we
used to fuck»
She smashed the bottle, bottle my sin
She wearing nothing, said choke her, that’s her thing rah
She got me by the balls, but she be on her knees
One day she a sub next dominant a freak
Man look at me now, who would have knew
I’m a man of one, not a man with a few
And she comes over with her toys
Wearing black latex with her arse out
Rubbing up and down, my piece between her thighs
So good man I swear she slowed time
She throws her booty back into my joy and pride
It’s all tongue in cheek, I’m sincere, no lie
This women made me
She’s the spine that holds me up
She’s the kiss on the scars on my wrists
She’s the words in this song that don’t fit
She’s the 25th hour
The 8th day, the power
This women made me who I am
She’s the spine that holds me up
She’s the kiss on the scars on my wrists
She’s the words in this song that don’t fit
She’s the 25th hour
The 8th day, the power