melinda mackey - it's about time!

you say you don't have time for me.
well i sugest you pause the clock.

speaking of time,
im sick and tired of being sick and tired.
and as of right now im puttin it to a stop.

im tired of your excuses.
and im sick of all yo lies.
hell' i can do bad all by myself.
i was feelin down.
bout its time for me to rise.

you dont appreciate me
if you did you'd try and help
but guess wat i no longer give a damn'

matter of fact i want you outta my life
you are no longer my man.

i packed your things as you can see
i have put up with you for qite sum time.

there's a time and place for every thing
and it's time for me to get back my peace devine.

i lettered da 3 boxes of yours a.b.and c.
after you load up a and b leave my car, da house and shed key.

i laugh wen you said' wat bout box c? '

it's an empty box just in front of the door to help you about.
you prolly wonderin' hows it gonna help you.

it's gonna help you c yo way out.

melinda mackey

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