Oh god... Why did I write this?

Baby if we were a novel we wouldn't be in mystery
cause it ain't no mystery that you and I be history
And it ain't my problem that you got a problem on your knees
but when i bend you over you beg with cries and pleas
Cause baby your cover beautiful but girl i go ballistic
cause once i got past the prologue your whole story was bad; face statistics
And girl I know you got problems but baby so do I
so find another empty bed where you can go and lie
Cause girl, I have no more time
cause all you do is move your mouth and never even try
and i ain't talking dirty shit cause i know its do or die
but when you said you loved me bad I know it's just a lie
So maybe then i know it but i really couldn't say
cause maybe when I know it gets harder every day
And my rhyming may seem cheesy with no substance at all
but at least i get another day and I don't fuck 'em all
They say that you be sexy but i know it all pure shit
cause if you was so sexy you wouldn't hop and all their dicks
Just to get rating on if your hot or not
but none of those guys can reach you G-spot
Like I can cause girl it be crazy
Knowing i used to hit you up daily
And now you be missing me and you beg that i return
But you fooled me twice and now I have learned
That you just be liar and girl that be O-K
cause I rather have a hooker than a girl with your first name
Not hating on you here, but I guess when I said hooker that wouldn't be okay
Cause then I'd end up with a girl with your first and middle and last name
And i know this sounding crazy but i thought that we could work
But then I found you monsters and all the places they lurk
So I know I be repeating but girl I  thought you'd should know
I hooked up with your sister cause she ain't a dirty hoe
And if it weren't for the fact I really can not rap
I would play this for the world to hear so they all could have a laugh
For now I just be sitting and waiting for the day
where you will realize you turn every man gay