The hug
call me soft, delicate
aint enough
enough of this misunderstanding mess
try nah
die hmuu
no bull, the more i run, try
the more those horn stab me left and right from the steering path in front of me.
love nah, people would tell me stop chasing it, but ight no one understand
graduated, got a four year degree in singlology, aint no one understand
red wires, popping veins, my heart glows like a fuse, cut the wrong trap trip.
the truth of the matter is aint no one know if it goes bang.
damn, no me and you
but who are you
you,
love is so symbolic, people like to lock and put it in the back of their pocket
forgetting not the mean but also the feelings
felt of a snow drop, waterfall that starts with drip drops,
falling in love
nah hole trip, never wanting you to come back
because of the way their body moves
dudes hustling over you like a bunch gnats
not looking for love, aint no kind of word integrated in their vocabulary
no comment, no concerns, aint no worry in the wondering world
smash and pass
nexus hours glass
no relative real interactions
but time just pass
what I look for aint no girl notice that or understand
just a stand up act
really look at the guy, that caught your eye
compare to the other guy
standing up act
our generation is a bunch of jokes,
"men" locked up behind some metal bars,
rappers spit sick, separating their disease
a growing apocalypse
young girls diffled butter, 9 months later babies in and out
mother can barely get a G.H.D
Really G.O.T.D.
nah "nigga" G.O.M.D. sucking me for being at my top best
sink to bottom dont mean bring the other that rise to the top and are not trying to stop
shout out
SHOUT: to the girls that aint got the little boys got them fading
SHOUT: to the boys that rose above those so called "men"
At the end of the day, making the same mistake twice is OK but third times the charms makes you the fool
fool of lies, caught up drama, and separate aside desires
-Always keep pushing forward