Prelude

I've been thinkin about you
'bout you lately
And my dress left in that apartment on Lindley
Nightmares waking up in sweats
Bodies touching
How the hell'd you make me feel like I deserved this?

I’ll spend years trynna figure it out
Your denial’s making me feel like maybe
Soon these bruises will fade and a smile
Will defeat all the demons you gave me

Got me feeling so crazy right now
Chasing fame, numb the pain, getting faded

You’ll be sick
When you hear this

You’ll think about it
You'll think about it

I’ve been hearing about you
'Bout you lately
Shattered dreams, living in Long Beach, just turned forty
Daddy’s songs still pay your bills
I’ve got Grammys
Found a girl naive enough to have your babies

I spent years trynna figure it out
Why you felt it was ok to break me
Never realized that karma entails
Hearing Keisha say "daddy he raped me"

For the sins of her father she'll pay
Seventeen ruined by a prophecy
How do you feel
Now that it’s your baby?

You’ll think about it
You'll think about it