I'm tired of being alone...

 

Single for as long as I can remember

 

And now I'm about to make things happen

 

And as soon as I saw him I made him mine

 

He had the characteristics of a home invader, liar, cheater and a thief

 

But he had just a bit of Godliness in him

 

So when I let him... No when he let himself in

 

He bust in, cracked open my chest diving towards heart causing me to have a heart attack

 

Wait! No this can’t be happening but it did.

 

He split open my heart crawled to my spine then  into my mind

 

Digging grave holes for his lies that he's about to bury inside

 

He spoke to my hungry mind, trying to get into my grind not trying to come inside

 

Maybe you didn't get that so let me restate what I just said

 

He spoke into my hungry mind that was fed by his lies, trying to get into my grind not  to come inside but to inter twine with my shine

 

So being blind and not realizing what he is doing, I let him in

 

Damn... What the hell happen to all my stuff? Okay let's rewind, replay and  see what happened all that day

 

He had gotten the key, he could come and go as he please

 

And one night, baby one night I came thru like a black disease

 

Walking into the front door, causing him to roll onto the red floor

 

Making his way towards me, on his knees, while the little whore is unease

 

My trustees came to my shoulders and the angel said please...

 

Please don't hurt them, let them go and your mind will be on ease

 

But then the devil... Ooh yeah that devil told me to break him on his knees and that whore that wheeze and your mind and heart will then be at ease

 

So I'm looking to my right then left... and before your knew it I left

 

Storming out the house back down the steps

 

Running to my car not knowing what to do next

 

So I just got in the car, jumping toward the bible with the Holy text, 2 Chronicles 7:14

 

Now after I calmed down I went to my mom’s house and told her what I seen

 

She started to pace, she started to scream and then made a scene

 

Being your momma’s baby she will kill whoever hurt her first teen

 

She said... Let’s drive to your house, run up your stairs, crash down the door that once was open, and close it behinds us as we reopen

 

Slicing to open his chest and making him beg not do what we came to do next, making him talk and pant the rest, and have that little thing he had on the couch smacked down on the floor like a good hair net

 

Now you may say how crazy she sound but heck I almost started to move as she kept talking about that threat

 

But I didn't, I kept cool, and made her sit too

 

I went back to the house...

 

And damn... What the hell happen to all my stuff? So we reminded and replayed and now let's see what all happened that next day...

 

He got out that's what happened.

 

To the left to left everything you own in the box to the left in the closet that's my stuff, and if I bought it please don't touch

 

Wait... wait...wait... It said in the closet that is my stuff and if I bought it please don't touch

 

But he did...

 

The thief took my furniture, my flat screen, my pans and pots, and even the stuff I got

 

But that's okay he can have all that stuff anyway because I'm a boss and I get money. Ooh yeah... I'm a boss and that's all these rappers say

 

But portraying a boss and being a boss is two different things you see, I am the Harriet Tubman, MLK, Frederick Douglass, and Obama. Agree.

 

Hold on you didn’t get it, so let me restate what I just said I am the Harriet Tubman for the people who didn't have a way, the MLK who seen a future and paved a way, I am the Frederick Douglass uniting with anybody that do right and nobody to do wrong okay, and the Obama that made things snap crackle and pop as he made his way to the top what a good day.

 

A boss do get played the first time when they start playing the game, they make mistakes, that mess up, but one thing they don't do is does is give up and let their heart go. Tough luck.

 

They stay protected with their guards up and their heart on the low.

 

Making their feelings disappear as they roll one, light one, inhale and then blow.

 

So when you wanna make things happen on your time, always rewind back to the time you once got signed.

 

See you missed it again so let my restate what I just said…

 

So when you wanna make things happen on your time, rewind back to the time when you once tried and got signed by the blind not really using your mind and always stick to your grind.