Opened up my home to you Gave you a chance

Girl like me, but a big disappointment Gave you my time, gave you my money

But every single line, you crossed, naw homie Then there was a ****, naw, two or three ****

Needed a bed, needed some food Needed some clothes with no figures

So I said, cool, I'll help you through So why you do the things you do

One even got sex on the side Bet he thought it was nice

Cause the moment I took it away He became cold as ice

Stealing my things, stealing my art He got real mad, couldn't steal my heart

They say I'm too kind, they say I give too much But now you see why, I be distant as fuck

People want me for what I bring Or what I do, or how I look, or that I'm true oo yeah

But I wonder, what's a world without me? If they understand what true selflessness really means

I'm just trying to give it, be the best I can be

Not wanting a damn thing but to see you happy

My savior complex, my savior complex My savior complex, my savior complex

And now, a poem I'm convinced of this

Good done anywhere is good done everywhere For a change, start by speaking to people

Rather than walking by them like They're stones that don't matter

As long as you're breathing It's never too late to do some good

Maya Angelou