Today you had me fucked up.
We were talking, in what I assumed was a respectful tone on both parts
Then all of a sudden you got it all fucked up and started to get smart.
See, I don't need you to start to explain. Your, "what had happened was" is only going to add fire to the flame and my composure I am attempting to maintain.
Before we can work to moving forward I feel the need to make it plain,
I just need you to put some extra respect on my name
I respectfully ask that you mind your tone
Because the next time will be your last time and then you will play the victim, crying, and wanting to go home.
I hope that we can continue to work together as a team.
Should I ever get you fucked up, please feel free to address me.
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