You're saying, you miss me
It's always when you break up
How good you've once had it
Take you back down memory lane
It has been some years now
But it don't surprise me
Guess looking at the pics
Got you rewinding
the hand on the clock
That one is a trophy
That's how well you know me
Yeah, there is no argument
you've forfeit the tournament
I've heard you've found a new love
I'll always be the prototype
This substance gives you withdrawals
There is no market to escape the hype
It's nights with me you won't get out your head.
And the plenty tricks to come out my hat
It's nights with me there laying in your bed
You won't find nobody who do you like that
We both know that they can never
Do it like me cause I does it better
Them others you employ send a chain letter
There is nothing like the best, I'm still better
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem