What's Love?

What is love.
But a kick in the a.s.s.
Cause every time I see you.
I get so mad.
I was in love with you.
I guess she just looked better.
But I'm telling you,
Whether you love me or whatever.
You ain't mines anymore.
So I don't have to worry about you.
But the more I think of you,
The more I want you.
But, I don't want you to come back to me.
For some reason I have envy.
Toward that chick.
The one with the weave.
Is is because she's Dominican?
You couldn't deal with a Puerto Rican Mommy.
Oh snap.
You found out I wasn't all Spanish.
Yea I'm black and Italian too.
But don't call me a fannish.
Like you know what that is anyway.
I wanted you always.
But for some reason you can't see that.
So I'm telling you,
Your w.h.o.r.e. better watch her back.