NAMS

I never knew the loneliness would box my options out Bitches lie Women insecurities make bitch niggas cry I'm feeling like I should write a movie on the reasons why Ppl come around and fade away all in my fuckin life Daily taps of bud wiser from the mini geyser energize my soul life pussy gold they all sold at the Waffle House They all sold all the Waffle House Watch the daily news and fight those depression with a loaded weapon No gun my brain functions faster when sativa rackets my mind like Serena will Live like the schemes of Will We all self conscious ye was the first to admit it Well I'll admit that the problem is we're all insensitive This was a poem that I turned into a lyrical symphony on sensitive sensations This is like butter when it burns to coal No different then a pot of gold I'm feeling drained because these ppl feel without a fuckin pain until the one they love hurts because you can't speak their Fuckin name No tears don't cry now Your a chicken with no neck bitch This is a temporary reason why I hate my demons They build bonds and break walls when they see y'all leaning I was build different I'm from a place when the landlord fix the sink kitchen and make your bill higher to get you out faster Why is everybody such an entitled piece of shit When it's babies, homeless, and dying and all we do is keep smiling I'm a soul giver Don't box me in to all that drama shit I shoot you in your fuckin throat if you put out that flocka shit Reach for the stars and find forgiveness in the stones For the allure of our termination builded a new door This is the place we call home

In shoes filled with momentum, the hidden peace can't seem to find his footing. In a world concealed by dominating the other side how does one fit the standards in which girl has created from conscience. When will the female learn that she can relax, not in a sense to fall behind but in appreciation for the man can see that she is the omega. Hoe, Bitch, Slut, Dog, Whore, have been unisexed(not a word but you get it). What man uses these to describe the Flower in which our children receive that blissful nectar from. In an intense desperation we reach. This reach impactful to the brain is how we've broken the bond of body language. That flower so imperfect, shy, clowned, embarrassed, now selfish, spiteful, blunt, and scared. Queen pick yourself up and realize what blessing you are to us. Woman Don't lose yourself to the cover up and nightlife so much that you forget wife, the term in which you deserve.

You know you cut deep when she still thinks about you secretly. You just wanted to tell her that you never wanted any attachments but you'd still fuck the life out of her at the same time. But a friendship is more important than the boundary in which lust lives. How does one live with the thought of emotions from the fruit of which we shall not bite into unless self is ready to risk it all. Is the bad guy in self supposed to win every time because when self tries to be confident and stand up before lust invades, self is still looked at as the cursed sinful blessing.

"I just wish you'd see how good I can fuck you now"