I before she

I before she, especailly after we - this X factor is a game and I play for keeps. Do you a favor, dont try to compete. Mama putting X's to shame is my speciality. Im the best of the best, capital C...have you even noticed your name comes after me? Don't trouble your weave, dont think too deep, it's really not that hard to see - once upon a time there was you, until he got bored and got through, and along came me; stepping on your tracks, onto the exit you proceed. Boo's off to manifest his destiny, right minded star-blinded fun in the sun sexy, dreams grow beastly, moi on his side beaming. Its a We thing - of which you know nothing. Yes you cry and you plead, beg for a 2nd, all while on your knees...but the truth of the matter is lames like you need to take heed- I dont play with little girls, nah , grown chicks play for keeps. Im not tryin to be nice so dont look for a please. This aint no junior high shit, theres no box marked with no or maybe. Your antics slay me; you only ask him that I look better than you? Trick have you seen me?? Oh, of course you have - I'm all over your screen; when you stalk his page its me you see smiling keen. You call incessently while its me hes keeping. I know your seething. Real chicks know your bitchy ass tricks and for sure your hating. It's ok, i dont blame you, but remember what I keep saying: I play for keeps so give up the gaming.