This one’s short and snappy. I suppose no exposition is necessary.

Enjoy.

You looking—got you shook. My wasted love is all spent.
It is what it is, and what was has now went. 
Head held, knees bent, thoughts on whatsoever things…
Looking forward to the revelry that freedom surely brings.
It is what it is; it’s gone be as it be.
You’re now listening to the sounds of my victory.