Wanting and feening for what it is you got
Thinking about the time you got me so hot
Hot and bothered is how I get when I can't have you
Some of the foul shit you did to me wasn't getting through
Probably because I was merely dickmotized
I couldn't see the reality of the relationship
I couldn't let you go after all the times you tripped
All I could think about was the feeling of pleasure you put on me
Possibly from the confusion of being highly dickmotized
You knew what you were doing when you layed me down, locked me down, turned me around, and dickmotized me
You knew I wouldn't have the simplest control over myself
Screaming, Yearning for help
For someone to come rescue and slap me back into reality
To tell me that I had been under your spell
Instead I fell into the hell of your dickmosis
You used it to your advantage to keep me hooked to only you
Knowing that you were the shit when it came to doing the do
It took me a while, but I broke out of your dickmozation
I'm back to reality knowing that I'm finally done
Opening up my eyes and closing my clit
I will never again be dickmotized by your shit
