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Her miss
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Her miss

Poet_Notes:

"Ester Bron got a little too tense about her relationship status with Frith Hilton; she felt unseen and requested that he write her poems, but maybe a little too gruffly. Frith, upset, recorded a clap back, a first."

[Intro]

I just let it go

Fresh Boy Chilling

When tears drop, I just gotta let it go

Right?

[Verse 1]

I've got a Mrs, like her miss

Sometimes I say it just to diss, catch a piss, you know

If that's someone's stutter then

They'd be better they add, her fly is making them feeling woozy

I'm out here really good, I swear on my life

I be walking through this mall, but she got a mud on me

So I ask, what's the price?

They told me it's nothing to be bought

Probably I need to scribble something down

[Bridge]

But how you gotta let me know that shit through pain

Making me feeling so insane like

I love her, I don't love her

I lover her, I don't love her

I guess she just took a shot at my ego

[Verse 2]

But that's not bad, I've been through a lot

"I eat at the bin though"

Won't make me figure that's some plot

I go with the clot

So, I could say I'm feeling better after her nice cut

Probably, I say, I'll make a record, I put it in the dust

But for what it's worth, when it all comes down

Know that I implored to say how much I really loved

So I take every cloth that I wear

And I put it on my back and I say

That's the prick, I got it, and I put it on the floor

And when the foundation is too strong

I hope you know that distro stands tall

Cos of every word I heard and I caught

I listened, don't ever forget that I'm here and I'm not bought

I'm still the goal, your friend's, your best friend

So don't say y'all just cussed and pushed me out.

I love you.

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