He says that I'm good enough, that I'm my better half, I ain't got much to say that I shouldn't. So I tell him he's fond of me, he's making fun of me. This girl always said, fond of me. I said, boy, I have a cat. He said, I need home, but I don't know where yet. Right. But he's blown a hump back. To get by me, cause he never does ask that. Damn. Good boy, good boy, yeah. Good boy, good boy, yeah. He doesn't see ya. You're not looking at me, boy. That boy's a liar. That boy's a player. He doesn't see ya. You're not looking at me, boy.