(feat. Moka Only and Prevail) 



[Abstract Rude] 

Baby don't cry, dry your eye 

This is my house, you get out, why am I outside 

As the door closes 

Baby I don't want to turn this into a war of the roses 

Rock bottom to the lowest, I'm feeling hopeless 

I hope you know this, my prayers dare us to stay focused 

She don't know what broke is 

I grew up in a rough ass part of L.A. where noone wants to live 

Give us another chance to advance 

Sorry Abby but I got to find another man 

Damn, can a Scorpio get stung 

Maybe I was young and dumb and full of cum 

And Hell has sprung, no never that 

Life is too short and you don't get it back 

Roger that, she hanging up, I'm calling back 

Later on we'll be making up in the sack 



She's always right, we fuss and break up 

We argue, fight and fuck to make up 

Something seems wrong, but she don't say what 

And even if she strikes me first I can't touch 

You got to love it, though we never get to the bottom of it 

It's like dealing with an alcoholic 

When we're drunk off love, we just can't call it 

And when we smoked off bud, then we'd both frolic 

She's always right, we fuss and break up 

We argue, fight and fuck to make up 



[Moka Only] 

I haven't fallen in love in a long time 

To busy balling and calling the wrong line 

Who was he fooling by doing that everytime 

The joke's on you when Moke's on you, recline 

I'm so much into me I can't be refined 

When you touch me, it really don't blow my mind 

If you call me, I ignore it half the time 

If I offer you, forget it, it's asinine 

I worry about it going to something that ain't be mine 

Love is picture perfect but now ain't the time 

You blame it on the mammal or you blame it on the sign 

And the thing at the end of my tail that prevails 

The sting is just a part of my male genital 

And it fails to really keep the wind from my scales 

Even a perfect ten will end and get steel 

I'm the mystery with bad history up for sale 

Her misery, no more kissing me, fuck the deal 

I feel bad, but bitch's suck for real 

Are you serious, nah, I guess I'm just stuck with you 

Till I fall off my high horse with a bus to kill 



[Abstract Rude] 

She's always right, we fuss and break up 

We argue, fight and fuck to make up 

Something seems wrong, but she don't say what 

And even if she strikes me first I can't touch 

You got to love it, though we never get to the bottom of it 

It's like dealing with an alcoholic 

When we're drunk off love, we just can't call it 

And when we smoked off bud, then we'd both frolic 

She's always right, we fuss and break up 

We argue, fight and fuck to make up 



[Prevail] 

The hardest part of this isn't the arguments 

In front of the apartment with the entire neighborhood as the audience 

Ignorance makes us both look like idiots 

And I can't live with it, so lets figure it out 

Before I'm back digging it out tomorrow night 

Because ain't no sunlight when we fight 

With those thin little rays between love and spite 

Advantage, when you take it of me and say you love me 

It's slanted, I think you got some problems with honesty 

That hoams a little shining beacon of monogomy 

If you cheat we both feel the heat 

In love, there is no surrender so I run for retreat 



[Abstract Rude] 

She's always right, we fuss and break up 

We argue, fight and fuck to make up 

Something seems wrong, but she don't say what 

And even if she strikes me first I can't touch 

You got to love it, though we never get to the bottom of it 

It's like dealing with an alcoholic 

When we're drunk off love, we just can't call it 

And when we smoked off bud, then we'd both frolic 

She's always right, we fuss and break up 

We argue, fight and fuck to make up