Flicks In Those Calvins

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My baby cozy
sent me flicks in her calvins
I know where im headed i know where im going
The clock can’t move fast enough
The engine can’t rev loud enough to take you off my mind
I noticed you were working out
Toning those legs
Eating fruit
snapchat told the story
Knowing your figure is curvy
Get to you house in a hurry
Everything before those pictures is blurry
Today you gon hurt me
and i can’t wait
sent 3 flicks of her in those calvins and my phone hasn’t stopped glowing
my face either
know how to tease and entice
and i like
hot girl i wonder what we can do with ice
i don’t want see stop at another light when i see you in those calvins
from the drive way i hear sade
you’re a smooth operator
seen you walking through the window
so thankful i had to write a letter to Mr. klein
im so grateful she wants to strip me out of my calvins
keep the lights on

High School Girls

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I use to offer my love
Your girls never took it
i use to sing to you all
but you girls never heard me
write poems in my note books that you never saw because i knew you didn’t care
high school girls broke my developing heart because they did not have one yet
and i let it play like a freshman would
my seniors tried to teach me how to be tough on the females
hot headed, cold heart, tough lessons for a boy whose chest was sophomore
not cool to be soft any more when hurt can cause hemorrhaging
so i became solid
post high school high
seeing women who where girls from the east side
see my face and say hi
and all i can remember is those hall way days where i poured it for you
use to only get mopped off the floor by women who played janitor
now they mop & glo when they see the better man with curly hair
good father prospect
great husband potential

seen a high school girl from those days
told me she liked me back then but we were just friends
didn’t know we could play dress up with our feelings and pretend
she noticed me in the beginning and hope my hand is in hers in the end
Aunti told me about the ways ladies will bend
for good men when they went shopping and on bad men is what the spend
time seemed so much in abundance
with the mis-built man now she wants one that will function
uncle told me give the worthy the world and the worthless nothing
understand that high school girls become queens
and don’t be tarnished be cause they didn’t know you were clean
didn’t notice that young stem would grow to be at tree strong and green
glasses couldn’t help them see the promise of the boy at prom who would become KING

Time & Money

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time is money
money isn’t time
think of the statement in the right tense
or find your common sense bound to common cents
elevate your state
i should never consume myself in either but i do
find myself in the belly of money
thinking of money and seeing the movie belly
shiny clothes and things to purchase
things to do and obtain
and that’s when i find myself in the stomach of time
where i feel trapped under pressure
if i don’t do it quick enough then it takes to long
if i don’t do it young enough then i’m to old
i can only obtain time when i rise and create
i can only make money when i rise and create the opportunity
Money & Time

If A Title Is What You Need

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If a title is what you need, then your eyes are less on the prize and more on the trophy
If a title is all what you want, than you don’t understand what it means to be the champion
Value the label over the task
Lazy is the order of the day
You want the gift under the tree not knowing you hand the gift all along
But you just want the title
You just want security not seeing you’re secure with me
You just want commitment not noticing i am all in and unwaivered
i was faulted when i gave you options and chose to stick with them
when your feelings changed and all i wanted was the real
i don’t need a title to love you
i will never ask for a definition on something that produces more than words
i will never try to put into a box that which is non containable
but if a title is what you need
then here you go
maybe you don’t need me

Playing #7

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Bliss can be bliss
When a kiss is a kiss
No more missing my Ms.
Mark the stain of my love on your lips
Can’t wipe it off let it fill you like a dish
let that sink in

wedding bells we’re so far from that
Won’t travel to the stars for your love, too far in fact
You love me enough to keep me in your arms

I’ll be there

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through your days you go through obstacles
problems coming from directions leaving your compass murky
Lost without sense and i can tell from the last time we spoke you need my help
come talk to me
some of your time has been mismanaged
someone didn’t know how to treat you so you were mishandled
Somedays no one was there to communicate so you were misunderstood
I will take on that task of being there for you
i don’t mind walking with you through your problems
shielding you from your fears
be your wall when you need something sound to lean on
be your audience when you need listeners
and you confidant when you need it only between us

Let me go

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Let me go if you like
I won’t fight you
Just the war of my regrets
I wont cry
just mourn the passing of a beautiful relationship
there will be gatherings at the viewing
if you ever feel like I don’t give you what the next man can and the right man should
just let me go
place my heart in a mail box and let it wonder until it gets back to me
I will hand deliver yours along with my apology note and a refund for misuse
overnight I won’t get over this overnight
Titanic
sometimes it’s better to make it out alone
than to drown together
so its ok to release my hand
don’t look too long at me as I sink
I will not hold you in misery if I didn’t hold you in bliss
just let me go