For Once And For All It Ended,
This Violence And Abuse She Suspended.
Her Story Brief, Short, And To The Point,
Now She Sits Calm With A Drink, Stogee, Or A Skunky Joint.
The Job Is Done It Was Sweet She Left No Smell,
Some Say He Was A Nice Guy That She Sent To Hell.
A Holy Guy With Sins That Became Long And Long,
And Like Her Story Of Pain It Became Her Song.
For His He Was Violent But For Them He Was A Sambo,
Much Mistaken Was The Man Who Abused A Mambo.
Her Pain She Pitted Like A Nut Within Hazel,
The Devil Wasn’t Available So She Danced With Azazael.