Prelude

I've been thinkin about you 'bout you lately And my dress left in that apartment on Lindley Nightmares waking up in sweats Bodies touching How the hell'd you make me feel like I deserved this? I’ll spend years trynna figure it out Your denial’s making me feel like maybe Soon these bruises will fade and a smile Will defeat all the demons you gave me Got me feeling so crazy right now Chasing fame, numb the pain, getting faded You’ll be sick When you hear this You’ll think about it You'll think about it I’ve been hearing about you 'Bout you lately Shattered dreams, living in Long Beach, just turned forty Daddy’s songs still pay your bills I’ve got Grammys Found a girl naive enough to have your babies I spent years trynna figure it out Why you felt it was ok to break me Never realized that karma entails Hearing Keisha say "daddy he raped me" For the sins of her father she'll pay Seventeen ruined by a prophecy How do you feel Now that it’s your baby? You’ll think about it You'll think about it