This is a song about "Nicole stood me up at prom"

Never stood up for myself

I can taste the salt from my tears

And stood up again, never been the one to bend to another's demand.

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Got me waking up at 4 just so i can write instead

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Not like in the good old days when you looked up at me an said

Akon hollering at me "locked up wont let me out"

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

The bed that stood before me was nothing but a rock

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

You made me to a fool, when i stood over you and drooled.