So you don't like my progression? You don't like my new out look on life
Are you mad because I changed my path and decided not to be a hood wife?
My look no longer suits you but I don't mind. Your brain is in the gutter so will be your eyes.
What a sad sight. Yet you look at me like I didn't do something right. :-/
I'm moving on child. My life is calling me. Can you open your heart and see what I see?
Maybe then you can progress and join me but for now admire my beautiful back as I leave.