sweet november

jesus called me collect last night, it took all of me not to answer, daddy warned me the perils of play, hard to deal god its his standard, flying high and fearless baby, i've kissed death a thousand times before, remember me for who i was not who i am, i'll pray you never understand this, sweet, sweet, sweet sweet november, heard you fucking with tommy again, remember where that landed you last time, that nigga don't really love you girl, he just beds you every night it's his past-time, blind eye and the feel is dark and, you two might just do it raw tonight, heaven help if he leave you girl, i bet you bought two new thongs this time,