’Til Death Do Us Part

Verse 1:
I really don't think
It's even possible to find the perfect compliment to match a mind such as mine
I really don't think
That a mind such as mine can fathom being tied to one woman at a time
I really don't think
That one woman at a time, one bosom at a time can stand my test of time
I really don't think
That my test of time has the same answers as my parents' test of time
I really don't think
My parents' test of time comes even remotely nigh to the times in which I reside
The times in which I reside even support wedding ties, sh!t divorce is on the rise
I really don't think
That with divorce on the rise, I should even bother crossing that line
Bottom line is I'm not wasting my time trying to find Ms. Right
When I can d!ck a different dime down every night

Verse 2:
I really don't think
It's even worth it to invest when my best is 10 times better than any man's best
I really don't think
That any man's best can manifest if he's obsessed with every set of double D-cup breasts
I really don't think
That double D-cup breasts are hardly what make a real woman
And yet...
I really don't think
That too many men even care; I've seen them stare like children because of physical fanfare
I really don't think
That if their focus is fanfare, that I should care for anything save my sexual welfare
I really don't think
That my sexual welfare is even on his mind, so fine
I'm gon' get mine
I really don't think
That I should open and share mine, if he won't do the same and he's just out to ensnare mine
So I've just decided I'd rather not sacrifice
If "d!cking a different dime down every night" will suffice

Breakdown:
I really don't think
That's it's really that difficult
We give just a little, we can meet in the middle
I really don't think
Such a thing is impossible
If egos aren't an obstacle
And hearts we don't withhold

Verse 3:
I really don't think
That this sh!t is rocket science
Without compliance, of course relationships stay dying
Despite this
We seem to be content with surmising
That men and women need nothing more than an alliance
And I'm trying
To understand just what the f*ck happened
Why standards for marriage have panned and crash-landed
And how the hell Hollywood soured what was established
As the most beautiful thing that mankind had ever been granted
Second to life itself
But understand that no one's built to spent life by themselves
Stuck in a private hell
Because you strive for wealth
And put yourself above all else, and others dispel
Well
Fine then, if that's the life that you lead
Don't be surprised by what sprouts from the ground you seed
Nothing
As for me?
Put me in the minority
The RAREBREED promising
Marital vows honoring