INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

I feel like, these girls are A.M. and I'm F.M. We not on the same frequency baby what's that you playing? Tell me what is your station, tell me girl what you saying? I'd fly a spaceship and orbit the moon to find your wavelength. I mean is it hip hop, r&b, or Jazz? Cause I would dance country to pony up on your ass.  I mean damn, cause all I get is static? WZUP with your heart, girl can I have it?  I will preset your vibe to my ride so that when you start me up, I know you come on automatic.  About 102 Jams I would like to play for you, 93.5 times that I would go back in the day with you, Or is it more that I should K-ROQ with you? Stairway to heaven is to get all on top of you. Come and spend the night we can hear the quiet storm, Sitting by the fire with the music to keep us warm. I been calling all day to get through to your line, Trying to win these tickets to your love, make you mine. Jodeci on my mind, All I can think of is you freaking me. ...

He posted in the group, "Are there any good black women left"? And they answered " hell yes, but all you niggas is deaf". It's like we screaming to be heard, but y'all don't ever listen.. No all y'all want is Jordan, you never checking for Pippen. Yeah maybe he not a star, but he be playing his role. He not selling a million shoes, but yet he's rich in his soul. You too caught up in Power, you fall in love with a Ghost, So when he disappear on you, so do your dreams and your hopes, And be like, y'all brothers ain't shit, ya' so quick, To slide up in every girl that be sweating your dick. With your Tinders, and Happn, all you do is swipe, Good girls get left, when them hoes get you right. And you right, them hoes is everywhere, they always there, But we talking about the good ones who act like they don't care. I mean we out here but when we text we can't get a reply, You too busy in the DM's of some terrib...

Listening to Tank sing "Girl I can't make you love me". And looking at your picture thinking I can't make you trust me. Living in these streets for weeks and steady hustling, Not making time to see you, I know it kept you fussing. See even though I was just a freshman on campus, Everybody knew who I was, I was the fresh man on campus, Cause of my bigger brother who was a legend on the quad. I arrived to the dorms already having a squad. And I ain't trying to justify the actions I had, But do you know what it's like when every sister who bad, Be like oh you look just like your brother you so sweet and so cool, Do you sing as good as him? Can I holler at you? I mean you try hard as you can, to stick to the plan. Be faithful hold hands, but hot damn look at them. And they be all up in yo class, and flirting with yo ass, And every time they pass, they wiggling they ass. And all your friends they laugh, they know you wanna smash. And I'm t...

It's not you it's me he said, As he wiped the tears from his eyes. I keep repeating the same mistakes he said, It's high time I realized. That this won't work, this won't do, It's always me, it's never you. I see the clues, where are my shoes? It's time that I left, I think I should move, Cause we just go round n' round ' round n' round You pick me up, you put me down. And I act just like a child, No I can't be your baby now. Cause I don't feel like a man when I'm with you, I don't like who I am when I'm with you, And it's not you it's me, I don't mean to come off disrespectful. It's just I know now what the problem is, And the problem is us being we. I've been fighting for us to be together, But that's just not meant to be. So let me say good bye to you, Let's share a cry or two And when they ask what happened, You can say it's me, it's not you.

Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, We right here again but somehow we never seem to move forward. Like a song with no lyrics, we just repeating the chorus. And I've been running game and running game way longer than Forest. But she finds amusement in the fact that she always plays my muse, The women are the soundtrack to my life's album like we on Views. So don't get caught up in the Hype cause they can be a Controlla Is You With Me, I need One Dance, because you know Summer's Over Hotline Blinging you Still Here? Feel No Ways if it's over, Redemption on my mind, Keep the Family Closer. But I'll play the game, yep, I'll play the game, Because I can keep you at a distance and never have to claim. And I believe you playing too, yep, you do the same. Too busy chasing Hollywood, no time for the ball and chain. And every single girl that I meet inside the bar, Be asking me why I'm still single as I pass them my card, And it'...

Liquid courage pushed us further into deeper conversations, We talking bout' love and our past situations. The love and the hating, and how we hate dating, Except how we love when we got em' all hating. Facebook notifications, Saying that you are now in relations, And all your side chicks and old flicks. Slide in your inbox with fake congratulations. That standard L.A. sh*t, Sorry I'm busy and show up all late sh*t, Or more likely flake sh*t, Text them and not get a text back for a couple of days sh*t. Ain't nobody got time for that, Ain't nobody trying to hit you back, That's when we order a couple more shots, And knocked em both down going back to back. Patron mixed with emotions, That seems to be the popular potion, Now you all lost in your feelings, Alcohol got you both open. What is love? What does it mean to you? Have you thought about it? Do you dream it too? Could your dreams come true? Does she dream of you? Dreams turn into nig...

She just wants some of my time, She wants to know what I have on my mind. She wants me to come over and lie, Next to her on the bed and tell truth, no lies. She asks me to look in her eyes, Asking me what I be doing when I'm out with the guys, She know the girls flirt so she won't be surprised. She's just hoping none of them are my type. Asking why I don't type? She sends a message I never reply, And I get ghost when it's late in the night, I only come close in the heat of the light. She say I'm always disappearing on the weekends, Probably at the bar with some broad who is freaking, Or at the condo letting all the freaks in, Listening to The Weeknd, trying to get them freaking This whole thing stinks, you smell like sex, boy your wreaking. I know light skin girls are not your only weakness, I heard you been in Spanish Harlem fucking with a Puerto Rican, How many other girls with whom are you speaking, And I know summer coming and you won...

I fall in love too fast romanticizing the situation, Ready to be in love before we even started dating. I guess in part it's due to my vivid imagination, Skip to happily ever after I have no time for patience. Meet a girl, get a number, text but never call back, Auditioning for love but you never get a call back. Couldn't act the part so I guess you gotta fall back, Nickelodeon dreams, but it's never all that. I guess it's all because I grew up a Disney Kid, Wanting to fall in love just like the Disney characters did, Looking for Cinderella hoping that glass slipper fits, Magic carpet rides through the city watching the sun set. So when I see her for the first time, it's love at first sight Birds chirping all around gliding in the sunlight And our first conversation is a song that we sing right, Lyrics so powerful the stars seem to take flight. But Quasimodo was the hero but he didn't get the girl, Looks are still everything, it's the per...

I can't date, no I just can't date, Because I've been in love before, so I can't wait. Because I know the feeling that I get, That tingling in my chest, The thumping of my heart, the hiccup of my breath. And that's how I should feel when I see her for the first time, Otherwise we playing games, this is just rehearse time. Stuck at dinner conversations feeling like rehearsed lines, Wishing I could reverse time, girl this is theworst time. That's why I believe in love at the first sight, Waiting at the airport trying to make my first flight. Standing at security, caught her looking curiously, The prettiest young lady, smile made of purity. Just hoping that she would be heading towards the same gate, Had to be destiny for us to book a flight on the same date, Trying to justify, the twinkle in her pretty eyes, She caught me looking once, twice, okay maybe three times. Knee high boots, tight jeans, and a pea coat, Looking hot as hell when it'...

He wanted to fall in love so damn fast, He was willing to make the wrong choices. He wanted to fall in love so damn bad, He was ignoring all of the voices. All of the voices in his head, Telling him that he should slow down, But everybody else so far ahead, He didn't wanna be the one left out. See he had a plan for his life, Yeah he had everything worked out. But life don't really care about plans, So naturally things ain't work out. Now he's on the edge of Thirty, Every girl he meets could be the one. So he rushes to fall in love early, Dating is painful it's no longer fun. Cause he was supposed to get married by thirty, First child by the age of thirty - two, A house with a sensible mortgage they could carry, Now she pregnant with child number two. Two car garage and his and her sinks, House in the suburbs where everybody speaks. Family vacations and trips to beach, Hanging Christmas lights on the family tree. He wrote down everything ...

It's been five years since I have been in a relationship. Five years since I could even relate to sh*t. Five years since I heard I love you,  Or baby you the best, or there's nobody but you.  It's been five years since that break up, Five long years since we walked away, And I aint mean to take this long to love, But life just always gets in the way.  Year one, I only wanted fun, You know hit and run, get it in and I'm done. Then I'm back in the clubs looking for another one, When she asks my name, I just say I'm the one. Phone full of numbers, pocket full of rubbers, I guess you could say I didn't really care, I just knew I was hurt, so I would go out and flirt, To replace the thought of her not being here. Then year two came and not much changed, I was still living fast in these streets, Thinking time would change her mind, And we'd fall back in love when we meet. But that meeting never happened, Cause baby ...

It's too easy to fall in love, Love is just a click away. You in love with her for now, But tomorrow is a new day. I mean tomorrow is a new bae, Weren't you just with her last week? You referring to her as your girl, But which girl is it that you mean? It's too easy to fall in love, Or it's too easy to fall in like, Cause he in love with all your pictures, That's why every post he like. But she gotta man that's local, And she got one far away, She gotta' man in New York, And she keeps one in L.A. She's gotta man for sexing, Yeah he hits it how she likes, She gotta man for tricking, Yeah he spending every night. She gotta man who's perfect, But she don't even treat him right, She put him in the friend zone, Yeah that brother serving life. It's too easy to fall in love, It's too easy it's too easy, Just a couple of text messages, And you could lose your breezy, Like you should see the way he treats me, I...

So I was at the bar the other night with a friend, and we started chatting to some girls. After about ten minutes I realized I had nothing left to say. Now this may be a normal thing for some, but not for me. I mean I have game, loads of game. But it's become increasingly obvious to me what the problem is....I don't really have TALK game any more. In this virtual world of die hard social media, I have developed a spectacular text and instant message repertoire. I can't remember the last conversation I have had with a woman on the phone after meeting her in person. From there it's usually straight to text until I see her again. And it got me thinking, what happen to the art of conversation? A buddy of mine texts me all the time. "I'm getting mad text responses from girls". And I'm at home thinking, if text responses was pussy you'd be Wilt Chamberlain. We're a lazy ass society man, it's the whole "Netflix and Chill", gen...

So I finally joined Instagram,  Swore to God that I wouldn't do it, I know what it does to a man, And I said that I won't lose it, But I knew it, soon as I did it, And I do it, and I'm so livid, But these girls in all these photos, And they always posing half naked, I don't think that I could be a girl, Better yet, I couldn't be a lady, How you supposed to trust yo man, When these hoes are fucking crazy? And he liking every picture, In her DM like "hey baby" I know you probably gotta man, But your man ain't like me baby. So just keep me in your plans, When you hit my city maybe, We can get up on room, And go half up on a baby. And your relationship status don't matter, So don't let that make you feel safe. Cause it'll still come down choices, When she put it in his face. Choices. So many choices, there's so many choices, Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram, he's hearing way too many voices... He's got choi...

Here is something most women have probably looked past when trying to determine what place they took in a man’s life. Searching for clues and or answers to a very complicated question such as, “does he love me”, or “does he want to be with me”? Well there is one sure fire way of knowing that answer. Listen to the music.                         You see, every man at some point will create a playlist of music he deems worthy of your company. That playlist, while seemingly a small thing, has major implications to his opinion of you. But the best way for me to explain this by giving you examples from my own life. Of course for those of you who know me, I was once a great player, and what I’m sharing should be taken as facts.             Example # 1.   “You are a ho” If you walk into a guys apartment and any...