He Belongs To Me (Ii) Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

everything he needs, everything he wants, he got it with me
if you thinking he will leave, then you have been deceived

we're still standing hand to hand, he will never be your man
but you down on your knees, you're an opportunity he's seized

we'll never stumble, we're not at a place to fall
affections were denied, does it not hurt your pride

the act is getting tired, you really should retire
you don't get no prize being in second place

I figured you were a common hoe, who should know
he's a king, my king, you're just a peasant

you got it twisted. bow down....
come for the crown, bow down....