Blue Eyes

I act calm for now and go off on you later
I’m Drake and black mafia when it comes to dealing with a hater
Serving hard truths, I’m an impeccable waiter
I should’ve known you would turn out to be a traitor
No misogyny I just happen to hate her
Verbal assaults a couple of drinks later
Unwilling to tell me how you really feel
But you still think you’re cute, the delusion is real