Guess again...

One 1/2,
Top or bottom,
Left or right,
Regardless of which one,
You've laid a particular power,
Devour with dominance,
Stripping away innocence,
In a sense, takin half made u,
In control,
Full control...naw, except for a little,
The one where opportunity to break free comes from,
Wiggling in the middle,
With a glimmer of hope when self tellin u,
Shit ain't right,
Adrenaline kick in with that fight,
Then flight,
All it took was that 1% off the muscle,
U had 99 but,
She knocked ur hustle,
Now you tussle,
Actin like bitch, what got into u,
Ain't the going in part, its the shit that's
Comin through...
True colors, super powers call it what u want...
Past out a bit, but she woke in time,
Talk your shit how she ain't nothing w/o u,
Move on and leave it behind,
Never undermind, but overstandin,
Heard rumors bout the last one,
She's steady plannin,
Just in case u proved them wrong,
Remix to that same old song,
As long as she's smart enough to break free,
Go ahead and tell him it's all you,
Not she,
Justify ur ways, stand tall while u slouchin,
Truth is that she ain't gon' stay,
So, step back cuz she's bouncin.