Tag: #CRUSH

IF ONLY

This is one from my book Poems from the trap volume 1. I don’t always talk about nefarious activities, it gets emotional too, but don’t get it twisted

Give me one more chance and I’ll write all my wrongs, give me one more chance and I’ll write you a song

I’ll tell the world that you are my universe, I’ll tell the stars that you cum first

You can look at my sleeves & see tattoo tears, If you look in my eyes you’ll see a lot of regret and wishing you were here

I been working my way back to you
I’m six two but my soul grew and my common sense too

Y’all come first over everything in existence, It was a revolution and I didn’t miss it

Black love is the most beautiful on Earth and a black woman is the mother of birth

No blessings will come to me until I do right by you, and I pray I can fall asleep every night next to you

Dear higher power please hear my words, I came back from the edge to be what they deserve

#LEXICONKILLER


PROTAGONISTIC VICTIM STANCE

She likes dope boys so you never really had a chance she let you get close because she still wanted romance, I think it bothers her because neither will ever be what the other need, only reason I know is because she tells me when we’re smoking weed

Yeah she smoke too and roll like she grew up in Cuba… sideline, was she in the band because her lips move like she playing a tuba; nevermind T.M.I. here I am talking crazy when you’re about to cry

You seem like a nice guy so this is what I’mma do, I’ll block her and I’ll block you too so that way you won’t get drunk one night in your feelings and your call come through, try to save both of us from something we probably don’t want to do

No hard feelings I totally get your position bruh, this the first time you stuck to your intuition huh, imma do you one better and disappear, now I’m depending on you to make her not reappear

#LEXICONKILLER




TRUTH OR DARE

When I got bigger than the bullies I became leader of the pack, you whip one kid ass and they see you not going for that, I had kids that used to beat me up breaking in hostess trucks for snacks, power rush..  I think I’m addicted to that

I was beard gang at 15 years old, I used to walk into U-totem to get my beer because it was cold, I used to get my Newports from 7-Eleven though and my XXX magazines, at this point I was trying to show grown ladies moves they never seen

Don’t blame the clerk’s or the women, whoever remember I kept gold coins to go swimming, but what had more effect were those every other weekend visits dwindling, plus relations at 12 gave me the confidence of any man to pick my vices off the shelf, balcony at school I’m such a good planner, that’s the day I became the Hulk and erased Bruce Banner.. virginity story if you’re a slow understander

A lot of the stuff I write you have to read slow and listen fast, more than likely if you don’t understand I’m using an analogy about sex crime or cash, 6 out of 10 times if it’s heartfelt than you know the situation and know I’m not chasing any clout just anticipation, the other four times I’m probably in the 5th dimension wondering about a black owned plantation

#LEXICONKILLER



YOUR GIRL??

I’ve got action on a Wednesday, when its hot on the block I got somewhere to lay, I guess you might wonder what makes me speak this way..

Your girl (my girl, my girl) talking bout  your girl (my girl)

I got so much spit game, the pimps envy me, my kush stronger than everybody else’s trees, I guess you say what can make me play this way..

Your girl (my girl, my girl) talking bout  your girl (my girl)

I ain’t spent no money, but I take her on walks in the rain, she said my mind makes her body feel trembles and the explosion is insane, I guess you’d say what type of evil games I play..

You gave me (your girl, your girl) talking about My girl My girl

BALL & CHAIN

I love her because she doesn’t except anything but the best from me if she feels like I’m not trying she won’t be complacent with less from me and she doesn’t need me monetarily

From the outside it looks like she’s always riding my back but most times I’m procrastinating and she loves me enough not to go for that

Only the two of us know everything that really transpires, both of us hurt each other pull out cans and fan the fires, sometimes I have too much fun and need a P.O. sometimes I need someone to tell me places not to go, she has a good heart and a nerd like Steve Urkel, luckily she has me to pluck squares out of her circle

Pillow talk and the dreams we share in common fuel the fire our twin flames burn in our soul, we’re on some other other shit which makes us love bold, we say things we don’t mean just to be the one upper, things that make me order out and not eat her supper, everybody loves both of us so they try and intervene, but we’re trying something new conflict resolution over Wintergreen, it’s been working please continue to pray for us, we got this just please stay out the way of us

THERAPY

I’m nice with a pen it comes from within my whole life I tried to pretend but it comes back again and again

I don’t know how to explain it but over the years I’ve maintained it and retained it and used it for my entertainment

I write love letters from the darkest place on Earth when they get opened  the feeling is love and rebirth tell me your story and I can find your voice but to be honest you really don’t have a choice

When we talk I can feel your spirit it effects my vibe without me having to be near it I don’t hear words I see stanzas so when you read what I write it’s not that random

If I can do that off of a conversation than imagine what I carry from the ones that rely on me for their emancipation

I look at it as a gift and a curse I can articulate pain but it gets much worse a part of the hurt never releases from my soul the gift aspect however is I have books sold without doing what I was told

MyDusa

Devil in her mouth, heaven between her thighs, that’s where the red flags go to die
Living on the edge my allegiance I pledge, she get a kick outta making me beg, you gonna want to be high for this she insists, this is a opportunity you don’t want to miss
I think I’m in control but shes pulling my strings, feed my ego my every word she clings, stroke my soul like no other, lights on no cover, my insecurities she embraces, then hits me with those love faces
She gets up and tries to leave, knowing damn well I’m going to pull her by the sleeve and say something to make her believe a future exist with me
She’s reckless and I love her honesty but I’m just as flawed honestly, we’re too much alike for this to be prosperous, we never work our love is phosphorus, Russian roulette with a semi automatic, funny thing is I’m built for it; I want all the static