I call this Venta

I told her I ain't ready to settle down
I was getting sick of love but I better now
I still get around
And when I see a bad bitch I turn my head around
I still can't put the kettle down
I'm addicted to the burn
My feelings done died I just left it in the urn
You could have been my star
But instead I gave you space
Play your cards right and you could have got the ace
It's written on your face
Still I dismissed you like you just caught a case
No mean to judge but
I can't do the Ray-J theory
I still see a bit of danger in Ms. Berry
And I don't mean Halle
Cause even the top the of the line
Can flip out at the drop of a dime
When you get your mind right you can drop me a line
But in the meantime I'll be on the go
Got a friend with benefits on the low
Got a friend with  benefits on the high
I got a winter chick, summer chick, chick for all seasons
Met her last may made me do spring cleaning
Lonnie had to fall back
Shakira got a man
Katherine doing her thing
Madison couldn't hang
And those are real names
By the time they see this they'll be pissed as shit