Where she go?

Remember that one bitch? Used to be by My side at all times. Checkin' muthafuckas before they words reached My ears. I never had to say shit unless it was to her in private. She would wash My hair, brush and come and pick it and play wit it until it was dry, then braid it in a way she would like for it to be and made sure I always looked My best at all times. Remember she would get anything I wanted from a muthafucka before I knew they even had anything of interest. She would give Me all of her money but get the shit I was about to buy, for free. Didn't even have time to get hungry. She used to cook all My favorites and make sure I had some stuff I could stomach to get My vitamins. Always stretchin' and workin' out...would cry when I left but called Me when she missed Me or to tell Me she loved Me or to tell Me she just got some money for U/us to spend. When I got back around she would run and jump into My arms. Niggas would hate that shit but that's how she was. She refused to let Me breathe air without letting Me know I had her love. I didn't have to tell her shit because she was better than the girl of My Dreams. Still wondering to Myself "why did she have to leave?" Whoever she wit I bet they feel like they in Heaven or King of the Galaxy. I know she never comin' back but I can tell she miss Me with every heart beat.

Maybe for the end of this lifetime I can find another like her or two... Hell if you can embrace her attitude it might be you
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The Reason

My Love concentrated..Condensed it weighs a ton..
Gotta spread it to the others 'cause it'll smother just One..
That mean it's too strong..
if a single girl received too much for too long..
you might find her restrained to a bed somewhere with a few screws gone
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