Suga Suga

Penetrate your dreams
The way that you dead to me 
I’ve sewn into the seams
Babetown killed ya in your sleep

Tippity toed into your East Village home 
You thought you were Queen B
But you never had a thrown

You’re like mosquitos in the summer
Your actions bite and leave disease 
It’s only when we exile you
That you fall for us on your knees

Mama’s money left you a lonely whore
You can only buy love
If it’s packaged from the store

Go to bed little girl, 
Maybe you’ll wake up a woman one day. 
But I will not be there so see that.
To me, you’ve become withered and decayed.

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