I saw you years ago in my photo class
Back when I used to skip class to chase ass
You never said much but I never forgot about you
I know I don’t have the best rep but I swear this is all true
Your art was good, no one could compare
I know this because I was there
I always thought you were cute but you always had a man
Not to mention I’m not the easiest to understand
A Hispanic with a beautiful name
But I knew if I fell for you you’d never feel the same
So I kept all my compliments to myself
Declared you a beauty and put you on a shelf
And not on some misogynistic shit but on some real shit
But I swear I always thought you were “it”