its hard

I try so hard to stay
And be by your side
But u treat me like shit
And I was born out of a womb not a toilet
But it seems as if u want to thrown me into one
Everyday I go through hell
Everyday I feel like I'm on sell
You make me dress n trampy clothes and each time I say no
U say fuck you and so and so
I'm done with you and your hoes
So instead of riding me go ride a horse
At least it'll let you ride longer