Girl you’re bad

And he can’t handle bad

And he doesn’t know bad from scary

But he doesn’t know how to handle bad

Is unpredictable

He can’t handle bad

Like a 5th grader when they push someone on the playground

He’s scared of bad

Because bad would be more than him

Like Ms. Badu said

I’m not your cheap thrill

Don’t try to water me down dull my finish

And put my flare out with tap water

You’re more than he could ever handle

And that’s no ones fault but his

Lions may be intimidating

But not to other lions

I might be staring at your chest at eye level

But when I raise my crown to look you in the face

You can’t even meet my eyes

Because staring at the sun directly can be harmful and overwhelming

For those unprepared to handle the heat

The energy

And the overwhelming fact that it’s greater than you