I love you, I hate you, cause I can't stand the things you do. I admit at times I want to be the Bonnie to your Clyde cause I want to ride by your side. But it ain't about no ride or die chick or look how she thick cause this thug game can get real sick. I want to be the woman that's there through thick and thin but not by committin so many sins. I want to be like normal people, chillin, holdin hands in the parks, not runnin from the feds like they a bunch of sharks. I love you and want to be with you right here and now but my heart must be sound. We may go through a lot and yeah you a thug but please don't let us say our last good-byes because of a slug!