A Breaux's Tale

One time I'm dealin' with this girl in college, I had about two or three joints at the time.
But to be honest, I started to care for this girl, man.
I'm like, "Wow, she nice, she cute, she smart", so like a real male, what do I do?
I'm like, "Okay, well, I gotta grow up, I have to change my lifestyle".
So I started cooking for this girl, drivin' to her school, taking her shopping, being out in public with her.
I even cut my entire roster for this joint, I really loved her, to be honest.
One day, I went up to her, like, "Let's make this thing official, let's make it real",
and it was crazy, because I put all my guards down as a man, 'cause I wanted to be with her.
She gon' look at me and she say, "Bro".
When she said "bro", that killed me.
Then she gon' say, "Are you being in your feelings?",
then have the nerve to say she told me she was dealing with other people,
and I gotta chill.
You know, I was so tight and embarrassed.
She pulled a me on me.
That's getting me tight right now thinking about it.