Situational Shit

Lately all I’ve been doing is plotting
On how to tell my current girl
That soon I’ll be giving the next a whirl
Telling her she was my ex girl
With a smile.
Maybe I'll be saying:

‘Baby it's ok
Cause on some real shit
She wasn't really worth my while
If you get my drift.’

And then I'll grind some colors
Split a spliff
Roll a forest
Flick a flame
Until it smolders
just exhale
Real quick
Just need to prepare
To admit my faults
And sketch my past in minor detail

See...
I ain't afraid to admit
That all of loves attempts
Didn't prevail
Sold myself short so many times to heart break
I should hold stock in retail
Hold on
Let me calm it down
Before it sounds like it’s been
Preplanned…
Let me reorder my words
Jumpstart my heart
So it’s ready and willing to be
Reprogrammed
Spit her some smooth like
Like baby
My love speaks a whole ‘nother language
I just hope you understand

But right now,
I’m just sticking to the plan
And all I can tell her is who I am
And when the time comes
Where she asks if I’m taken…
Drop my voice
Real low
Begin to use my hands
And let her know…
“Look baby, I’m in a situation”.