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To be a male governed by emotions
Engagin in situations that requires Just A lil bit of patients And since I don't believe in half steps Laziness is instigation coupled wit frustration that's motivation for me to stay to myself Now my heart stay on my sleeve which gives insight to my buttons And I hate to lie So am I lying if I don't say nothin Not to mention I care to much About something's and almost everybody So I get hurt by something's and almost everybody Wit my comprehension as far as reading Can only be compared to gluttons and eating Delicacies to my taste But actions and words are the volumes that I'm seeing And with all that I'm receiving I'm noticing to some deception is as involuntary as breathing Wit nothin new under the sun My memory don't allow me to forget The games The B.S And every moment with the things that I miss Now this pride at times has blurred the lines of humility Some people have to be asked more then once But more then once to me is silly And I ain't beggin for nothin With the difference to me between beggin and askin is REALLY! Now with all that being said even spoon fed you can tell I'm far from average Yet I have to continue to prove this and put myself in a category opposite of maggots So are these strengths or weaknesses But I'll leave that question up to you to answer it POETIC
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Smells are a pet peeve
Beautiful smile and nice eyes BUT DAMN! You ain't brush yo teeth Halitosis is an oral disease That's the result of constant neglect of yo personal hygiene To be the coldest thing I den seen But it smell like yo tongue spoiled And that's just one of the smells That make my blood boil! With the fluctuations in the heat and you got halitosis of the feet Like you was doin laps in plastic wrapped in aluminum foil Smells! That make my blood boil! How can you shower and immediately need to take one again THAT GOTTA BE SIN! But again Smells that make my blood boil! Or the one that you catch on a breeze that could bring you to yo knees Victoria's Secret Pure Seduction Or the version they put out every spring Quite as kept That gone keep my blood BOILING! Or to be a gift to a prize Like CANDY NOW THAT'S GONE! Make my blood! Wit lightheaded and dizzy spells compared to dehydration resulting in perspiration Because something's Make my blood boil! Like to walk in a room and get yo nose assaulted Fabreez got a slogan You NEED to wash it Smells that make my blood boil! You ain't showered in two days And you keep putting on Cologne If you got on the same socks I know you got the same underwear on And that's a smell I KNOW That's gone make my blood boil! Fresh out the shower and you feel the way that you look That SMELL! Gone make my blood boil! They say two wrongs don't make a right Yo spot is like a sauna And you ain't take a shower before you got in bed that night Them sheets got a smell That gone make my blood boil! So if smells are a major part of yo world then you understand where I'm coming from They say cleanliness is next to godliness And if yo smell ain't together I know where you coming from! Poetic!!! With this thinkin when I was younger
I wonder why I wanted to be Alone So hungry for interaction That even if it came in fractions of infractions I just didn't want to be Alone Left in the deep dark recesses of my mind And I den been this way for along time Cause all I have left is me to deal wit dis pain So how long must I remain Alone Holdin on to memories aided by conversations over the phone In search of help for tomorrow But I have to deal with today Alone In this place seperated from home I have to continue to go on cause I can not not be strong I'm just so Alone Wit thoughts of the flesh of my flesh blood of my blood bone of my bone So well known Just Alone And I've had some success mingled wit even more regrets as I continue to reflect Alone So as stress compile on top of stress and I try not to flip or melt when I get upset And be left Alone Cause I think about how I came so close Or was I so far One night wit no stars All lies and no fact No main course just snacks And me Alone As I feel like i'm losin my grasp on reality Cultivated by vivid pictures when I sleep Littered streets of casualties So many bodies different versions all me As peace and serenity flee and leave me Alone Now my intellectual faculties are struggling for understandin Lost and abandon Left out and stranded Alone As mental enemies continue to hinder me and just won't leave me Alone So I stay in constant communication wit the author of creation Beggin, Pleadin Please don't leave me Alone! Poetic A quality that is maintained and sustained by the faculties of the brain
Aided by an awareness of self but from the outside lookin in Can be perceived but never received as mundane A uniqueness fueled by an independence and a resistance to be anything opposite of different Because if my friends jump off a bridge would I jump wit'em Considerin I didn't even know the basics of swimmin Not to mention That water might not be the spot that stop was endin And my pride in some situations I find to be a hindrance regardless of position Adapt An ability to overcome because failure is not an option on this mission With an open mindedness accompanied with an acknowledgment of traits you don't usually find in this generation or times Physically they say I'm at my peak but mentally Far! From my prime A dime Wit a lack of confidence you'll never see That’s in short supply and you at the back of the line And a gift for a love of words that my momma say I need to learn and observe Because of this consciousness I see how its use can cause other to swerv A.K.A A depiction of verbs I'm talkin bout symbolical meanings teeming with the effects of insecurities and inner turmoil My whole family do this And that’s just reading with the intent to learn more POETIC! Everyday I wake up I have to wait to be released
Roll over and be patient Till my bunkie get done wit his morning ritual pee Just so I can brush my teeth Or vice versa He gottah wait on me I hear yall out there losin it Talkin and walkin in circles Well we been doin dat Except for we got uniforms tryin to get us to perform tricks Like jumpin through hoops and over hurdles Everybody comparin vices in a crisis We do that too with even less we can do And they keep up-in the prices People on Social Media having problems with Social Distancin Now if I had one I'd be in isolation wit even mo contact missin But it ain't nobody listen So I have to stay on my square wit no support Cause since court All I have is my mental consolation due to my Social Sentencing And on this path my Grandma past and I only get to hug my momma once a year On top of that I rarely get time wit my kids I'd love to get quarantined wit dem You think y’all strugglin’ This is my definition of a pandemic A.K.A The way that I live! POETIC! Time spent, time stacked...Alone!
Drip drip, pit pat...Alone! Idle thoughts roam free What was, what use to be, chit chat...Alone! A passing breeze and I wonder why No lights in my sky, a look back.....Alone! Hope and dreams but what song sings Different tracks, same laps...Alone! So is this what it is or is this just me But Zae there is an the end to the tunnel, just don't believe that...Alone! POETIC! When you look at somethin
Do you see what it is Or what it can be A lil critiquing fine tuning to bring out its tru beauty So I ask her When you look in the mirror Do you see what the world see Or Are you trying to get the world to see what you see and as you recognize they lies and get hip to yo fate that you great Are you surprised that these simple people hate See Some have an eye for the end results But Because of they faults they try to keep the world in the dark That stankin thankin say I ain't gone accept dem to be better then me That's why snitchin at an all time high And the whole worlds gone be blind because they still believe its an eye for an eye BUT ANYWHO! I was never good at goin from A-Z Hell I got a hard enough time goin from A-B Without combining the letters for Bae & Be But that just me goin beyond what others can not see They closed minded thinkin and impossibilities See I believe pink ain't nothin but Baby Red And that Baby can only grow based off of what that Baby get fed Mind, Body, Soul It all start wit dat Baby head And if she ever gone be Queen its gone begin wit da princesses in dat Baby bed! POETIC! As a result of reckless spendin endin in a collection of material
Literal! Worldly value but its sentimental is zero I worked hard to obtain the means to acquire my desires Win, Lose or Draw! Tryin to win I was unconscious of how much I really lost A false definition only defined by position Only to find my acquisition was a song they would watch and never listen But I still love to show i'm livin Now that's just me A closed mouth don't get fed But instead action can tell a story subliminally And I can remember when it was just the opposite When it was so hard to stay positive that every chance I had I dodged it Now my head didn't understand unless it included a profit In the world 1+1 is 2 so if you subtractin from my hand that's goin against my plan and to me that's simple logic Sponsored by those with goals of they own self worth Now with hurts that don't disperse over knowledge of my own self worth And dreams that seem to sparkle with the essence of possessions Like things in the dark come to light AKA My darkest confessions Accompanied by reflections of lessons and how I was disrespectin blessins mainly from a lack of discretions Simply put by bad decisions or other words a lack of discipline POETIC! A
Beautiful Creature Designed with Elaborate Features Graduating Heights Individuals Just might not Know or Look at Made Noticeable only by an Orientation to Perfection with Qualities Radiating Subtle Traits of Unequivocal Values With or by a Xenophile Yearning for a Zonk of her equal POETIC It’s our marks that set us apart
Ink in our skin as we agin’ try to find a way to express what’s in our hearts I got a microphone wit lyrics to carry me back home Reflectin’ on thoughts that won't leave me alone I had a tall drink of water for a Queen With thighs and cheeks that could make any man dream Our anniversary her first and my last name Yea that’s somethin’ i'll never do again A madd ball was my first goon A skull with a skully and a bandana somethin I still think is so cool I got my daughter’s name on my hands And my first goon keepin’ watch over my lil man These designs is just me speakin’ on myself Family legacy down the backs of my arms with space for my wife on top of the shelf A nickname was my first tattoo An acknowledgment to the effects of how I move So when that needle penetrate what is yo message At 60 you can't tell no mo so how you gon’ pass on that lesson But then again what is you really expectin’ Sometimes it’s best to leave the canvas blank and keep ‘em guessin’ POETIC! |
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