Monthly Archives: April 2010

Graduation

April 27, 2010

is counting down and I’m feeling bittersweet, yet very open to a great new start as an adult and the potential of life after college.

Heureuse

April 22, 2010

My happiness levels are in sync again. That reminds me, what ever happened to ‘NSync and who made up their name. At least the Backstreet Boys sounded a little more gangsta and had more chest hair.

Lights Please

April 18, 2010

I had this little bad thing something like them tens, she gave a nigga made brain something like the wiz, but you see the sad things fuckin with her is, is the trick ain’t even have brains dummy like a bitch, so I try to show her, about the world and about just who we really are, and where we’ve come and how we still have to go really far, like baby look at how we lived broke on the boulevard, but all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra, then all I really want is for her to go down low, before you know it she wet enough to get drowned slow, and all that deep shit I was previously down for, replaced by freak shit I am currently down for, you see I peeped it pussy is power that proud feeling we get knowing that pussy is ours, and how it, feels to feel that feeling you feeling when you be drilling that shit got her saying you be killing that shit, and all the pain the world cause she be healing that shit, and naw that ain’t your girl dog you be feeling that shit, and you just wanna tell her everything she might need, but in the mean time it’s lights please, lights please, lights please

Turn of the lights for now everything just seem so right,
and how you make the darkness seem so bright,
feeling like things goin be alright lights please

So now we in a hotel mirrors on the ceiling, she said she wanna blow L’s I hear her and I’m willing, but every time I smoke well a nigga mind gone, so that every word I spoke well I’m tryna put her on but she couldn’t hear me, I told her all about how we have been living a lie, and that they love to see us all go to prison and die, like baby look at how they show us on the tv screen, but all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans, and all I really want is for her to get on top, before you know it she workin jerkin it nonstop, and all that neck shit I was previously talking, is now that wet shit that I’m currently lost in, and while that sweat drip I am reminded all the times my brother told me that pussy is blinded, I’m finding, the more I grow the more ya’ll seem to stay the same, don’t even know the rules but yet ya’ll tryna play the game, and ain’t a shame, for how niggas blame ho’s for giving birth to a baby that took two to make coward nigga you a fake, how u goin look in your sons face and turn back then go start another family, dog wat type a shit is that, she said it’s okay rub my head and told me to relax, laid a nigga down proper like she was recording tracks, said I know you wanna change the world but before the night please just reach over and hit the lights please, lights please, lights please

Turn of the lights for now everything just seem so right,
and how you make the darkness seem so bright,
feeling like things goin be alright lights please.