Dusa

I wonder will we fix it wonder what we missing when we in the kitchen

Arguing fighting you don't even cook no more you just hitting on the floor

I wonder will we fix it wonder what we missing when we in the kitchen

Arguing fighting you don't even cook no more you just hitting on the floor

Medusa you a victim turning your heart to stone we'd rather be in hell

Then being by ourselves I still can't stand your smell

That lavender plum need to be on someone else my momma really hates you

Don't go smiling in her face not knowing what to say

You gonna catch a case she'll slap you in the face

I don't even know what you do these days I don't even know why you call