I Won’t Go For That… Poem by Evevona Plummer

Why you got an attitude? Why you acting all foolish?
When you see me up in the street boy.You trying to embarrass me, call me all kinds of names. Slap my face until you see my friends come around. Then you wanna try to act like you love me.
But trust me they already know boy, because for the last two week I've been in the house crying all night I won't go for that no.
Oh now you wanna bring me flowers.You so call say you got it together.Soon as I start to let my guard down, Oh hell no there you go again In my grill till I call the cops then.
So you wanna chill out and say I'm the one who's bugging But, no, no it's you, you see.Because every time I go out and have some fun here you come grabbing all over me
I'm supposed to be your Nubian queen…
I won’t go for that…