Strange Behavior

[Verse One]

I can't quite remember the month nor date

Nothing was gwarn an I was jamming round my gate

I had a fiendin for the dragons but had no cash

I had no choice the piggy bank or trash

Was me and my bold self with 5 bags of copper

Splashed out on the counter at PJ Patel's

He's far from happy with my method of pay

I shrug my shoulders, I'm like what can you say?

It's money ain't it, I ain't beggin you jack

And the mood I'm in I might just give you a slap.

But I grip my dragons and I leave in peace

As I stepped thru the door he heard the kiss of my teeth

Mindin my own business, rollin down the street

I swear I heard this female voice call my name

I stopped for a second, lord my it's Charmaine

Some sis I used to part with way back when

We weren't on no bone tip, just real good friends

We on some hug up and kiss a, boy she lookin neat,

Head to toe in new garms, an two new gold teeth

I'm like whatchu on she said this and that

Come round my yard let's crack this 4 pack

Back at my yard we heavy chill killing time

Exchanging views and getting thoughts of the mind

For 3 whole hours everyting was criss

Round quarter to 12 they took the strangest twist

I'm lookin her face I swear it looks off,

She's sweating like she's dipping in some horse's trough

Then she flips out, screaming "Quit I had enough!"

Trying to quit this brown but it's busting my arse

[Chorus]

It seemed like the planet gone mad

What you staring in my face for?

I told you dudes I can't save ya

What the frig is with this strange behaviour?

x2

[Verse 2]

Charmaine the headstrong, proud miss missy

Fell for the local fluff dealer she were living the high life

Sitting in the luxury's lap, little did she know she were

Braving a trap

The thug that she loved was a 2 bit thug

No smashin ???? drenched in blood

But she were mesmerised by the rude boy charm

2 years had passed she thought she was safe from harm

But the past has a strange way of rearing its head

Just when she were thinking it were dusted and dead

It's like petrol bombs come flying through the window

Coz there's a ten grand price, on his life

Ready to be cashed when his heartbeat cease

All that he try he can't get no peace

Coz he's running from the beast, running from the crims

After all said and done it's the beast that wins

Whilin on bobo time soon to get nabbed

With two keys of fluff that he just did grab

When her man got nicked, Lord knows she couldn't cope

Started hitting the bottle, started tying the rope

Now she's trapped in the chains of the oldest trade

Flashing her vadge in my face and I'm far from keen

I don't got no business with no drugs man's queen.

Nah mean

[Chorus x3]

What the frigg is with this strange behaviour?