If she’s in orange I peel back her tapestry

When she wear yellow we run thru our fantasies

Shawty get red I don’t fall thru

Text after text after text I don’t call you

She gon turn green if I tell her I’m chillin

Cuz all of my friends are beautiful women

And I get freaky when I’m off that purple

So she don’t trust no one that live in my circle

I took a look thru her journal

It says how she love when I turn her to Squirtle

But really hate how I be putting up hurdles

The son of a devil, she should call me Vergil

Might be a rapper but I’m not that verbal

And I do some things that I know could be hurtful

Dog I can’t be tamed, coolest cat like a Serval

Shit I’ve been a villain since my days on Myrtle

Slept with her roomie like oops

And some of her friends fucked em too

I'm why she's in a bad mood

And keep a Mac with her like her name was Bloo

Matching toxicity, she might be bad for me

I do her dirty and watch her come back to me

I give her gold but she call me your majesty

She bend the knee and then swallow my Appleseed