Here is a poem I wrote with the great Noble Woods. Check it out!
Cockier than most brothers
But could tone it down like soft colors
I know women like a mans that’s humble
My pattern was grab you, put u in some crazy position
And then throw you out the ring
Like I was trying to be the Royal Rumble King
I’ve wrestled with some addictions issues and gripes
Worked hard to get at those Gabrielle Unions
Then traveled up to the boogie Paris Hilton types
They called me a bad boy.
Acting wild was repetitive.
But that’s ok; my main girl was my sedative.
I took her once a day like my medicine.
When that wouldn’t cut it,
Other girl was my supplement.
A fiend for the pills man.
I couldn’t get enough of them.
I’m beside in church moaning Jesus
Thanking him that last night body had seen us
Nope I wasn’t changing
I treated you worse than the Klan
Cuz I’d get yo emotions all tied up
And then leave you hanging
See your boy Sean aint as saved as you might think,
My favorite color was light skin in bright pink.
Girls as fly as high sky scrappers,
Skin tone Sanai Lathan,
Like fried rice paper.
She thought be a virgin would leave me tangled
But I just step back and then changed up my angle
I’m like c’mon oral sex aint even really sex
And she was like…”boy!..you are so anal!”
And God knows, I’m lactose intolerant,
But I got a taste for them mocha girls.
And I had one that left me, she was so sweet.
She gave my soul diabetes.
And I’m starving for some insulin,
Since I lost my baby, I been darn near crazy.
Momma said you better slow down
Cuz God might have to stop you himself
I’m like why would he give me a nice face
Long stamina and the good health
Driving slow? Negative…not a part of my lane
I won’t stop till a doctors highlights the line that says positive
Right by my name
Pops told me to concentrate on one at a time,
But they all so fine, I couldn’t hold it back,
See I had a hankering for the hoes, in fact
Quoted verses as I worked em,
How low is that?
Aint I a great guy?
Don’t you want to be with me?
Sure you do girl. You know I’m worth it.
Aint I a great guy?
I have everything you want and need.
Get with me cause
I’m close to perfect.
I’m steady handed with my right, my left has a twitch.
So I keep the right one close at hand, the left one right on the hip,
But the right one kinda fiery with a sensitive clip.
So I keep the left one close in case the right one trips.
They both high caliber, as high as it gets.
Right one tighter grip,
Left one light on the wrist,
Both boost my status,
As a sign of respect,
Other guys try to follow my steps.
See one knows the truth,
The other suspects it.
I chose not to share the details for her own protection,
She tends to fire off like a weapon when threatened,
So I guess it’s my own neck I’m protecting.
I couldn’t be in the same room with’em
And they couldn’t be in it with me
It was a smooth ride with just 2
It was uncomfortable with all 3
So I kept conversations to a minimum
The path was getting muddy
Id be with one and wed see the other
And she sarcastically say there’s yo buddy!
I had both votes but I was still loosing the election
Found my self in church talking to the ushers
Maybe my life needing some better direction
I’m emotionally unstable,
I was bound to fall.
I was never good with juggling,
My balance was off.
I wasn’t callus at all,
I was challenged is all.
Incomplete, kinda like when “All Madden” is on.
I was too deeply involved.
I couldn’t tell them my true feelings.
Couldn’t deal with them together, I had to keep them apart.
My bed is the common thread.
They sat in the same spot,
Made the same dent.
I gotta concentrate on the conversation at hand,
And the subtleties in her tone,
Just don’t let the phone ring.
I didn’t wanna talk to her father
Cuz he could see inside
Her mother had a 6th sense
She had to know about the times id made her daughter cry
I bet she could read right through me
Like I was walking fiction
She made lunch and asked if I liked cold turkey
I’m like yeah…yo daughters my addiction
So when I get tired of listening
Id call up my other
Cuz I love her mother
I’m remind her of the son she never had, a nephew,
And a younger brother
I just fit into the family like Lego blocks and puzzle pieces
My girl was soft like cotton but sharp like denim creases
She knows I’m living a lie…even though I’m not
Cuz she never took the time to ask me about the secret this story’s got
I couldn’t stay in one position,
I was playing the field,
One was my relief pitcher,
The other my designated hitter.
But I really couldn’t tell em cause it might surprise em,
That neither one of them was in my starting line up.
But they knew I didn’t respect them,
Look how we embraced,
Anything around the waste,
Im stealing second base.
It all came to a boiling point one day in the ride
She decide to tell me about some dude she had feelings for inside
Now I’m pissed so I decide to finally confide
She wanted to know so the truth id provide
I told about the other all the intimate details
Now she sails off into the window crying
She was stronger than I was cuz she wasn’t afraid to put her heart out
And I’m sitting there silent cuz I had just ripped her heart out
She wouldn’t look at me and I couldn’t make her
I guess she developed the Polaroid God gave her
She said she had prayed the pervious night that if I wasn’t right
Then God would do something to shake her…even if he had to break her…
Aint I a great guy?
Don’t you want to be with me?
Sure you do girl. You know I’m worth it.
Aint I a great guy?
I have everything you want and need.
Get with me cause
I’m close to perfect.
It’s hard to say this but I wanna apologize for the old me
In my spirit I’m more mature now
Soul was unlocked and loose
But Jesus was the key
So I’m more secure now
My intention is re address ya
I treated you so cold
But you were already born as a diamond
You never needed my added pressure
You blessed me out cuz I cursed you.
But I deserved it.
I took it like a man.
Cuz I needed to learn.
I redid my interior,
Remodeled my engine.
I needed new direction.
So I proceeded to turn.
And please forgive me, I was slow at first.
But I’m not going back, I have no reverse.
I used to blame my daddy cuz he left my momma
And I thought maybe that was just my cause
God is like a deep rhythm but I couldn’t hear him
Especially when slow jam vol 1-6 had my freedom on pause
I felt like God was watching me but I bet he rarely smiled
I was so sick of how I was treating women
I threw away the condoms I kept
I knew I had to get rid of my old lifestyles
My life went out of service,
My tower was down,
I had to get it together with nobody around.
They didn’t understand why we couldn’t connect.
They said he must have Sprint, what kind of service is that?
Made sure I wasn’t sending any signals at all,
No more love poems,
I didn’t have any bars.
No more conversations.
Didn’t get any calls.
But that’s what happens when sin is involved.
Life is pointless without him like a poet with no pens
When you found that u have a higher calling you might loose a couple of close friends
But a great guy treats women with respect, love, tenderness, and honor
He’s a good son and even if his biological never talk to him deeply….he’s cool…
Cuz has daily conversations with his heavenly father
But at least when I have a family of my own
My kids will see daddy loving his wife…….
And he can prove it cuz he’ll do the same as the kid born in the manger
He’ll even give up his life….for her
Ill show you what grace is,
I fell from the sky to the pavement.
But by the Son I was raised, so
I guess you can call me evaporated rain then.
See God made a change and,
Took me from a child and,
Made me a man.
He said stop trying,
You don’t have what it takes and,
Put yourself aside,
Let me stand in your place.
See you’re not good at all,
By yourself you’re worthless,
But if you stand next to me.
You’ll be close to Perfect.
Aint I a great guy?
Don’t you want to be with me?
Sure you do girl. You know I’m worth it.
Aint I a great guy?
I have everything you want and need.
Get with me cause
I’m close to perfect.
Aint I a great guy?
Don’t you want to be with me?
Sure you do girl. You know I’m worth it.
Aint I a great guy?
I have everything you want and need.
Get with me cause
I’m close to perfect.
My Life in Rhyme 