Author’s note:
I broke up with my ex wife over a year ago.
Since that exit, my quality of life has drastically improved, especially as regards my sense of peace. But my confidence has also been restored.
Still, sometimes random things remind me of her. Like few days ago when I heard someone mention that old 80/20 rule.
Reminded me of how my ex used to call herself steak and everyone else burgers.
lol.
Anyway, these lyrics are just for fun— I tried making a musical backing but I have no idea how to do that. So it’s just raw vocals, to convey the delivery I imagined while writing.
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I’m not a rapper rap but I’m rapping all the same
Cuz you and I are under wraps and we know who’s to blame
We can both blame you for playing silly games
And acting so surprised when ya won youself the flames
And I also blame me for stanning in the blaze
And Squinting through the haze
and thinking you were great
But now the smokes all blown away
And clarity’s got me wondering why the fuck I stayed
Shoulda left ya years ago before my joy got maimed
80/20 girl, that’s what you used to claim
“Other bitches are burgers and I’m a T-bone steak”
Are other women bitches? Bitch gimme a break!
You’ll only ever beat ‘em at a contest to be fake
I gobbled up your lies and got a belly ache
I dont wanna ship with you I’d rather walk the plank
80/20 girl? That’s sounding dumb as fuck today
Wanna fix that ratio? Flip it right away
Ya Call yourself an 80, watcha tryin to play?
You’re only scratchin 20, thats on a good day
All ya ever gave me was a good…. Lay
Now you can’t drive me wild all you drive me is away
And you say you’re a t-bone? Uh uh, pump the breaks.
Only t-bone here was the crash that got us lamed
My life plus yours? Ha! I let myself get played.
“Little miss burger” I think that should be your name
Or “little miss gristle” you ain’t a snack you’re just a shame
If you still think you’re a prize you must be out ya brain
Hindsight’s twenty twenty and now I see ya plain
You were never twenty, I see that clear as day
When you said ‘one and only’ my world was only gray
I’m not trying to hurt you that’s really not my aim
Only here to tell ya: girl ya sound insane
But my words are simply water, wasting down the drain
If you ever get one take away: my life with you was pain
I never shoulda let you close and now I’ve got the stains
Good fucking riddance, I’m shaking off my chains
Thank the lord we’re over, I feel higher than a plane
Addition by subtraction leaving was my gain
And life feels so much cleaner now I’m finally free
Guess it’s true there are always better fish at sea
But ya snagged me like a hooker with that piv
Ya reeled me in and played me until I gave you me
Blinked my eyes and turned around and suddenly: wifey
I gave up all the wonder of what my life could be
And only ever earned your gift of hpv
I know I sound real salty but my own eyes were faulty
I thought I ordered sea bass, got an anchovy
See I believed the lie you told of only you and me
Never knowing all along you were down with opp
It ain’t right to judge but you can call me rbg
Cuz I’m handing down a verdict of brutal honesty
I used to be a dum dum thinking you were yum yum
Back when I was stupid young and all wrapped up in getting some
Wish that could be undone, cuz you were never the one
Acting like you’re something something when ya smell like Funyuns
About the Creator
Sam Spinelli
Trying to make human art the best I can, never Ai!
Help me write better! Critical feedback is welcome :)
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Comments (5)
I am not even going to try to pick a favourite line, there are too many. Funny how pain make us write the best stuff imaginable. This flowed really well, and I enjoyed it better with your rapping in the background. The pause at the lay part was perfect. I don't think she could catch all this shade thrown at her without falling over. It's probably too much to hope that she would change one day, and I don't know... Humble herself, might be foreign term. Anyways, this was awesome, I enjoyed it. Hope you're alright, even though I am sure you are. Gotta make gold out of past pain, shows that it didn't break you, but made you into a rare talent. 👌🏽👏🏽
I loved clever wordplay and the energy you brought to the delivery—it’s like a mic drop to the past. Also, "You’re only scratchin 20, that's on a good day" chef’s kiss on that line! ✨
Sam, this was so damn good. I am sorry you went through such an awful time. It's weird how when you're away from such a person that you can start to feel like yourself again. Don't flinch every time they come home or feel your shoulders up around your ears. There were so many good lines in this - anchovies instead of sea bass..... sounding salty but your own eyes were faulty. Damn. This was excellent. Good luck in the challenge.
Mic drop! Gosh Sam, all I saw was talent! You can both rap and write a fire roast soooo brilliantly! These were my favourite lines: "Addition by subtraction leaving was my gain" "I used to be a dum dum thinking you were yum yum"
And no it’s not actually a freestyle. Nothing here was on the fly, the title’s just a play on words, now that I feel free :) Probably should have titled it “free style”. Having tried my hand at writing a few lines, my mind is actually blown by artists who can authentically freestyle. It took me way too long to try to find these rhymes and give them a sense of rhythm. Anyone who can do that shit as improve must have a level of skill and intelligence that I could never even dream of.