Steer clear of them…….
It’s raining butterflies
The kind you get when a fuck boy lies.
What should be a perfect day going bout my ways.
Turned out to be a fuck boy
Chasing me in haste.
Accidentally smiled back to break
Awkward interaction, if only did I know
Your plotted twisted games.
Will do anything for a piece of action.
You cannot let a fuck boy reign
While silently behind his back you complain.
Move in silent to disarm and
Be very calm.
Please do not do the most, cause
Once he gets a hint, he ghost.
I am glad to say we stand up to you
Fuck boy cause we ain’t one of your damn toy.