maggie may maggie may i thought about you on saturday had more life to live but you passed way she was beautiful but she lost her way maggie may maggie may i thought about you on saturday once was alive but she passed away she was beautiful but she lost her way one too many hard disks in the zip drive was the world just one rumor surrounding her i heard she had a nervous breakdown and almost put eight rounds in her wig i couldn t gauge her major malfunction the world was her stage at the age of 21 and it took a toll took a stroll down memory lane she was looking old and her breath stunk i couldn t hold a convo it was fresh funk it dawned on me she was swept up in the element i said i d catch up but i thought it d be a bit of a stretch she d end up sketched up on the cement her real name was margaret a teenage starlet when she graduated high school we shared an apartment don t try to start shit cause that was my homegirl nigga was a starving artist she paid the phone bill plus half the rent and never asked for shit a real sharp cookie about life she was passionate niggas used to be like i know you had to hit that real talk she was my roommate and that was it i remember when you packed your bags and split she was a magnet for bad news expensive booze her tatoos were beautiful she made statues out of dudes when she moved with that catwalk strut in high heel shoes ideals but you can tell she s behind the wheel it s kinda real how time reveals trouble was easy to find for maggie way before she ever copped her first dime baggie exactly way before the athletes had names for her she knew she was bad plus she had enormous breasts for them yes mam did was she said so powered like x plan she was a jets fan me i m with the raiders got my season ticket s paid for cause niggas would pay her money wasn t nothing not like she was fuckin she s used to suckin niggas for every last muffin she used to do it for fun then more and less unintentional till she figured out the xs and os that the rest of the hoes was just extra and she was the star of the show the nectar  that s about as far as i can throw and then catch ya got involved probably for dough and i m a bachelor told her she d start out a ho and just practice now she wanna slide on a pole for satisfaction told her that ain t part of the goal a nigga after have more respect for your soul she started laughin gave her the keys to the globe she started attackin my stable state of mind with minor setbacks and sexual advances thinkin it can t miss but it can miss i m original blackness can t be taken out the game with distractions misery love company she bumpin 3 niggas at a time ignorant and blind i m envisioning a time when she learn to free her mind cause she acting fake now drama queen having breakdown after breakdown nothing i can say now 