INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

He was done being a player, said he ready to retire, Plus he met bad chick, she was everything he desired. So he cut off all the other women, dedicated all his time. Spitting game in her ear, she was feeling all his rhymes, Getting all his time, he was spending every dime, He would stop whatever he was doing if she ever rang his line. But that don't even make sense, this is what his boys said, Because she a man-eater, and she'll leave you heart dead. But little did he care, he was caught up in her web, Becoming petrified every time she gave him head, And her sex in the bed, only made him fall worse. Witchcraft in her eyes yeah she hit him with a curse. Talking bout', Do you love me? She whispers in his ear. Her thighs straddled around him he ain't going nowhere. Mr. Do Right and can you blame him I mean he trying? Loving so good and it can't help but him leave him blind. And so in love, happy with the choice that he made, He plain forgot all ...

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. ...

The anticipation had been building in the last few days before we were all together again. It's amazing how quickly life goes by and how much you don't realize you miss in the lives of others. Facebook can never really keep you in touch with someone like a good conversation. And even in the dying age of personal communication, time well spent in person with a friend is still one of the more priceless things you can share. This trip, started like all the ones before, with handshakes and hugs, smiles and laughs, and the warming embrace of old friends as we arrived one by one into L.A.X. "How you been man", we asked as if we didn't chat everyday online? But to have a face to the words was comforting, to be able to see the happiness of their expression. We were a blessed group of friends who had the freedom to make a trip amongst all the crazy. After all that's what it's really about, being able to take the time away from it all, and take a moment to b...

Standing there, the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen, and She walks right in, looking like a beauty queen..and I Am wondering, what your name is and who you are? Before I could ask, I see him standing from afar… My friends they tell me that that guy is your boyfriend. And so my daydreams they come crashing to an end, We say hello, and I even shake your hand We talk casually, and we even share a dance, but Then he comes over and tells you it’s time to leave And I feel your pain as your arm he squeezed And I can feel my chest as it gets harder to breath, Trying to figure out, how quickly she became a part of me And now I’m left standing wondering why, What should I do, should I even try? Should I let the chance for romance pass me by? I wanna grab your hand and look you in eye but.... She’s someone else’s girl, so she can’t be with me, She’s someone else’s girl, so all I can do is dream, She’s someone else’s girl, so it’s not me...

"A selfie is a self portrait photograph, typically taken with a digital camera or camera phone held in the hand or supported by a selfie stick. Selfies are often shared on social networking services such as Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. They are usual flattering and made to appear casual. Most selfies are taken with a camera held at arms length or pointed at a mirror, rather than by using a self timer." -Wikipedia You do it, I do it, we all do it. We take selfies. But for men, there need to be some manly restrictions to such vain activity, and I am here to lay some ground rules, a few man laws in which my brothers should govern themselves. There are really only 3 good reasons to take a selfie...and all of them whether directly and or indirectly should be for the benefit of bagging a lady. REASON #1: TO GAIN ACCESS TO VAGINAL EXTREMITIES: AKA GETTING SOME ASS. All dudes have a bathroom mirror post with their shirt off and if they say they don't then...

It was summer, the sun was hanging in the sky just as lazily as I was as on the ground as we walked down the strip at Venice Beach, shades on our eyes, smiles on our face. There's a particular wonder about Venice Beach, a kaleidoscope of walks of life all meshed together, harmoniously getting along. Perhaps it's the sunshine that makes this place so peaceful, or maybe it's the frequent marijuana shops posted along the boardwalk, who knows? But the calm of the afternoon was idyllic for a Saturday. We walked into our favorite watering hole with handshakes and "hey how are you" floating through the air over the noise of the crowd and music humming from the jukebox. The ice cold beer received a chilling welcome on such a hot day, the first one disappearing all too quickly. I can't be sure if I was simply thirsty or excited to get drunk and see where the booze would take me. About a half hour later and another beer down I stepped outside to have a cigarette. ...

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...

Had a conversation with a friend, she said that nine out of ten, Of the relationships and situationships that couples are in, Aren't even with the people that they want to be with, I had to think for a minute, cause that's some serious sh*t. Cause this is a chick that I got love for and she knows it, Ironically, my heart unavailable for her to go with. She waiting on me to respond but it was such a heavy text, That I had to take the proper time to put it into context. Because the first person you love is often the first person you lose, An immature love, when you were young and confused. And you gave your heart away before you really knew how it worked, Giving up all your love before you even understood all it's worth. So when you got your second chance, to tango with romance, You felt like you had the rhythm, you more prepared to do the dance. But you had a dream, the desire for bigger things, And you tried to take her with you but she don't fit into ...

It's recently been announced that the mega chain retailer TARGET will be working on removing "gender bias signs" from within their stores. A response from a social movement triggered shopper posting a sign on Instagram that specified building toys for girls. Now before I go on my angry man rant let me preface it with this....I get it. I do, I understand Target's position, and I also get what that shopper was trying to say. Now then.....what in the holy hell is wrong with the world? First argument. Kids don't know they are in a "boys aisle" or a "girls aisle" all they see is toys. That organization is for parents that are too damn busy trying to raise kids and pay bills and time is precious. Those signs help them find exactly what they need quickly. You go into the store because your son wants a Power Ranger doll you know it's on the blue themed aisle with all the action figures right? If you go into the store because your son wants a b...

One of my new found loves' is being able to travel to places I've never been. The problem with that is that you fall in love with the places you go to, each in their own individual way. Beyond that, is the chance you fall for the people you meet as well. With the help of social media, it's far too easy to meet people all around the world, thus the dilemma. In this modern day and age, one can only observe life and come to a simple conclusion.......Love Travels. LAX: Hot summers, and cool winters The patio is fine with mine we out for dinner The city of angels, with all the sinners All the chicks is models they frames a little slimmer, Please bring your frames the sun is steady shining Please bring your gun my city forever grinding We riding, going to see my favorite girl Venice She's a little bit hipster, and a little bit of  a menace But I love her though, and you should see her smile when the sun sets She pass me a beer and say "are yo...

As I sift through some old photos in my Facebook album I smile as I remember some of the more wild times in my life. How reckless I was, how crazy I could get, how unbelievably slutty I acted. I wondered what had led me to be that person.   Was it genetics? Was it my environment? Or was it simply the fact that I was a product of life itself.   I monitored the lives of others, friends, old girlfriends, and came up with a simple solution. It was my “Ho Phase”. The “Ho Phase”: A period of time in an individual’s life whether they be male or female when they experience an elevated lifestyle of sexual deviancy and a rambunctious hormonal outpouring resulting in a carefree adventure into promiscuity with an entourage usually consisting of drugs, alcohol, and bad decisions.   But why does this “Ho Phase” occur? For many different reasons my friend. But let’s break this down by gender. Men: Men by nature are horny creatures prone to spread their seed amongst the numb...