I’m sorry but I’m out
I’m not laying in self doubt
And you run it up like a map
But I know what you’re at
Behind closed doors 
Wondering who loves you more 
And playing us off each other
Oh, man, what a brother 
And I ain’t here to smother
So I’m just gonna leave
Waiting for you to believe
In the web that I weave 
But I’m not out for a catch
So, if the door’s on the latch
Know that I’m not the perfect match
To your lyin’ cheatin’ ass
You think you have me? Then why’d you have to ask?