Yeah, yeah, ah Huh Daddy wasn't a man, so daddy didn't raise one I turned into a bitch by the time I was in grade one Bitches crave attention, I savored it like it's fine wine Bitches write diaries and I just made mine rhyme My ex is tellin' the town that I cheated, I swear that I ain't even cheat I guess I could give you the truth about her if she want to lie about me I was the one who broke up, so I let her decide what the narrative reads But, shit, this is only my diary, I can be honest, it's just me to me You're the only girl that I ever loved, and I love you the same today You walkin' into my dad's funeral is the image I always replay Shit, after that, I went crazy, I left everybody and moved to LA You said it felt like I made it then left you, but you know that wasn't the case You said I'm usin' my dad dyin' as an excuse to not give a fuck about you I got in my feelings and told myself maybe that's true I gotta man up and be through Playin' the victim, so I didn't think about that, I really said: Fuck my dad Dad is the reason I'm weak, then he died, and he just made me weaker, fuck all that But why am I makin' decisions based off your opinions? We don't even talk I never said a bad word about you, and you tell everybody I'm lost Every so often my sister is spiralin', wonderin' what that would do I can't even help her, I'm forcing myself not to think about it then blame it on you My sister be noticin' signs, we go through his stuff I'm jealous 'cause she feel a tap from an angel I don't feel shit, I can't even picture him Feelin' nothing is worse than it feelin' painful I don't know why you still got such a fucking impact on me I'm the one who broke you first You the one who broke me down and broke the way I think about myself Which is worse? Daddy wasn't a man, so daddy didn't raise one I turned into a bitch by the time I was in grade one Bitches crave attention, I savored it like it's fine wine Bitches write diaries and I just made mine rhyme My ex is tellin' the town that I cheated, I swear that I ain't even cheat I guess I could give you the truth about her if she want to lie about me If you had a goal to make people think that I'm the piece of shit who broke you I don't see the point in lyin' about what I did, just say what I did do Label money I was pourin' through Tell 'em how you never got a gift Tell 'em how I never spoiled you Tell 'em how you saw me every chance Encouragin' fans to chase their dreams and help the crew But I never once supported you Had a dream to be a singer Ventin' to me about your engineer and I would change the subject every dinner Everyone inside my team knew how talented you were, it was obvious to us I could've connected you with so many people, but I didn't give a fuck enough Look how the story unfolds I posted you on my page so you got recognized at all my shows But never once for your own talent How it was supposed to go Only because you were mine, I never let you be your own And you never asked for a favour Maybe you just were afraid to look like you were using me because on paper People could've thought you loved Token I know that you only loved Ben Matter of fact, you were the only one Matter of fact, my only real friend If anything, I was using you Never would thought of that, huh? Posting you all on my page now So fans can see I got a bad one Fans can tell me I'm relationship goals Fans can tell me I deserve that Everything I did was ego-based You the one who observed that You're the only one who got used Authentic love you gave to me Let's talk about what I gave to you You will tell them that I gave you grief Your friends will tell you that I gave you no piece Your dad will tell 'em that I gave you deceit I will tell you that I gave you a reason to not believe in yourself and trust in me And then your doctor gave you a seat Brought up the test results, and I'm the one who gave you I was someone you need meditation for Never would've thought I'm also someone you need medication for I cut the tension with a joke, but I gave you a reason to laugh At a man who has his career figured out, but nothing solid after that And you gave me fourty-eight months that I miss every part of Memories I don't get far from You gave me light, then you brought the dark up She gave me nothing but karma Diary one Daddy wasn't a man, so daddy didn't raise one I turned into a bitch by the time I was in grade one Bitches—, savored it like it's fine wine Bitches write diaries and I just made mine rhyme