Saturday, March 23, 2013

Distant Lover


My issue is when I'm not next to you
this goes beyond anything sexual
It's akin 2 ancient Egypt & a pedestal
The pyramid of distance is the obstacle
Long distance relationships are the shit
Then again... Sometimes they r shit
You have freedom, space & benefits
Once u begin to miss, things go amiss
You ponder why it has to be like this
I just wanna feel your lips.
Then after a few days in that haze
You ready for your boo to go away
Who wouldn't wanna have it both ways
If u knew it'd never go astray
Has Nostradamus ever been cheated on?
Marvin Gaye cried live on his song
Distance mixed with love is the most passionate
That's why when fucked up, its the most tragic
The intensity is like a forbidden magic
Not future but a future, how did you ever manage
To Drive home every weekend
Weekdays you wonder if they ass creeping
That hurt gives you thoughts of sneaking
You don't kno how, but now you the 1 cheating
Til that weekend
becomes every other weekend
& the creep thing
is catching feelings
your distant lover wants to make a life change
Relocation is a like wedding ring in this game
Is that what it is? you the only 1 playing
Now you in too deep & you LL Cool J-ing
Who do u love? R u for sure?
Total-ly, the loves been pure
Game over the distance is now closed
#2 didn't take it well, they want u exposed
Like Janet Jackson's Super Bowl clothes
Now they're in the way I supposed
While you try to make it like it once was
When you were heads over heels in love
Distance isn't a time or a space
Distance is when you no longer can relate
love is never distant when you feel the same way
Distance is being with someone each & every day
who's right by your side but never been further away










Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Perception Vs Reality


I’m 6-2 go 2-20 and a half,
I eat caviar for lunch, drink Champaign in bubble baths
Truth is I'm only 5-8
I had a number 5 for lunch, super sized milk shake
Please don't hate.
I mean I got so many haters
Cause I got so many hoes, I'm an O-G, Playa
Ok ok ok I got a couple of niggaz that don't like me
I got caught cheating on my girl, I call & apologize nightly
Funny thing is most of you niggaz just like me
Don't know the difference between your perception & reality
On Facebook, twitter, instagram
you the man
moving bricks & grams
Really u got 4 kids, owe child support, rimmed up a Honda van
Same thing that's internal
is external
I mean the way you see me
is not the way I really be
I look like I sell dope, maybe cause I really did that
So my exterior grabs women I superficially attract
When I say that I'm a poet baby thinking that I rap
When I tell her I got work, she thinking a nigga in the trap
When I ask do you read? She gets offend then shouts back
Do I look like I read? what kind of nigga asks me that?
Heh, a nigga that cares mo bout your goals than if your ass is fat
I perceive that u ain't shit, but I stay talking to her in fact
Reality is I got an attraction to light skinned hood rats
Reality is In 3 weeks I'll be just another nigga in her past
What she sees me to be, that I'm not
But she falls in love
I can never love her, all we do is smoke and fuck
And that Cool for young, but not this one
Her perception says I'm a puddle when I'm the o-cean
See this debacle all falls on me
Perception is, I'm doing all I can to find Ms right
Reality is, I'm wasting all my time fucking Ms wrong

Friday, September 7, 2012

My Muse



You are beautiful...
I wish it was I,
That was the focus of your eyes
I see u alone and think if I
could hold u tight
Keep u warm at night
show u the luxuries of life
But I get ahead of myself, this is REAL FUCKIN life
And Who the fuck are you?
I've never met u, who knows I never will
Even though we from that city, if we wanted we could build
How did I even come across your face
Was it fate?
Was I laced...
I don't even know won't complain
saw your face NOW I'm laced
Your lips look like temptation
A twinkle into the mind of Satan
If desire is a crime then your lips should be forsaken
Your eyes play with me
Telling me what u need
someone to show u what love means
And you’re waiting for me...
Your skin is the canvas I wanna decorate with my tongue
Those tats r the climax like god blew breath n my lungs
And those tits
Are the shit
No need to get elaborate
But u don't know me
And I don't know she
Do I want u? Fuck yes, but I've been down this road before
Someone u lust, just a touch, then like an old toy you ignore
I'm only a man
I try to do the best I can
Too often my best isn't enough
You deserve a man above the mischievous
Or at least u look like it
Most often n life, looks don't go with likes
But the way u look I like
Want to cum every night
Just like night
Wake me up, be my light
that's a dream, this is life
A muse is a niggaz inspiration to write
I laid eyes upon you, it was write at 1st sight


Friday, January 6, 2012

The Forgotten


      The bar is Tavo the situation Cleveland, Ohio. I'm entering with Simon, Arthur and Carlos. The atmosphere looks cloudy tonight I look left and look right. It’s almost shoulder to shoulder; I'm having a dilemma maneuvering around the bar when I see her. The first thing I noticed about her was her eyes. And if Cleopatra was alive this is how I surmised she would epitomize. From there I noticed her skin tone was the complexion of chocolate. Her eyes had an angelic shine; right then and there I knew she captivated my mind.Fuck a Hershey's kiss it's inside her Hershey I want to lick. Lips so thick they could probably suck the gills off a fish. Damn am I staring at her? That will make me look desperate, play it cool, the whole time my ass is nervous.
      Her eyes said "Come and get me nigga!" Her smile made me explained this. Why Adam took the forbidden fruit, but Eve herself couldn't be as fine than this. I change my arrangement from playing the bar, then it hits me, a million things could be wrong.
      Maybe she got a dude, a bar whore just looking some attention. Gas me up won't let me fuck, more or less return nothing but ill intentions. Maybe she's a gold digger, and won't be with me if I make less than 100k. Maybe she's the type of girl that fucks a new nigga everyday? Then again what's in the past is past and she looking like my future. Ever since we locked eyes, I envisioned her in my life. She the blueprint without a copy, shit its love at first sight
      I walk up to her, establish myself she says her name is Essence, like the magazine. We talk until the bar closes; it's time to go she is my sleeve.
      I was ready to get in my shit, but baby girl said let’s take hers. Its summer time inside the M5 no woman fucking with her. We continue the conversation without any hesitation I ask her to spend the night with me. She tells me she shouldn't but she can't deny the chemistry. I told her the way I see, from here on out it's just you and me. She tells she would like to believe but niggas just talk to open knees. I said not me, she said ok buddy we'll see.
      On the way home I'm drinking from her neck, rubbing on her clit. She petitioning me to stop, I ask does it feel good. "Yeah!" then no, I'm not. Didn't I reveal her measurements? Petite chest but those thighs and ass, would make your momma remember, baby cold as December.
      Anyway I damn near broke the door off the hinges when my keys halted my progress. I didn’t even inform you what she had on. It doesn't much matter I must confess. Her black blouse was formed like a v in the front, but buttoned in the back. But it outlined around the waist so you knew she wasn't fat. On top of that, she had on a red mini-skirt every chick to her looked like dirt
      One hand under her dress, one hand on her back then I lift her up. Lay her down on my counter and baby is dessert. She tells me "Stop! We can’t do this! Please you don’t understand!" I tell her calm down love I’m not like any other man. Sucked her damn near to sleep, she had legs of a dead woman. I carry her to bedroom, king size you know how we do. My technique is so unique, I softly speak, “You'll never want another nigga boo.”
      She asking me to stop, but I sucked the fight of that shit. She couldn’t do anything but spread and get the business. She the mother of my kids, I could see the fence and its picket. I could see us at the altar saying vows like God had meant it. The sex left me mesmerized, what can I say? That type of sex that leaves you high. I'm too drained for round two but she sleep so she can sympathize.
      I get awaken to some great conversation! At least that's what I call a mouth to dick copulation. She tells me she enjoyed last night and what will things be like? Will I attest to be just another nigga or a shiny armor black knight? I give her a kiss goodbye my hands on her thighs, I know she thinking I'm one hell of a guy. The rest of the day I felt I could fly, finally realizing the meaning of cloud nine.
      Fifteen hours pass by me and my niggas are in the Velvet Lounge. That’s when I seen her, I'm blown like New Orleans she Katrina. The first thing I noticed was her lips looked sweet. Looking succulent as Kerry Washington lips couldn't compete. From there I observed her skin tone reminded me of Appollonia. Redbone sexy as hell, want to love you ‘til your interior swells... with my seed. It didn't need to shine; right then and there I knew she had to be mine. Ass isn't fat so what? With those D's her body bang more than enough. I'm in love with this girl, she is who I want. 
      Next a Boricua wraps her arm around me. She sighs, "Let go to my address baby. I’ve been missing you like crazy! Last time I seen you, I swore I was your lady." I curved to look her in her eyes, this girl looks familiar. I couldn't recall her name and her ass looked bitter.
      "Hello nigga Jennifer! You don't remember Jennifer? Met you about a year ago, every other day you like to scoop and fuck Jennifer! Nigga you remember you JUST AIN'T SHIT!" Funny thing I didn't, I promise to God I didn't. As I'm walking to the bathroom I see this sexy ass dame. So I asked, "What's your name?" "Nigga you know my name! It's Essence stop playing!"