INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

Me and all my friends we no fall in love, We just do the drugs and go out to the club. Wildin' in the Uber we might tear it up, We hunting for the girls who like to give it up. Macking in the bar you know how we do. And we like some local stars they all know my crew. What's up girl? What's your name? Where you from? What it do? Yeah I've had a couple drinks, okay I've had more than few. Summertime in L.A. it's summertime in the city And they wearing booty shorts and tank tops looking pretty Tight sundresses and sports bras it's a parade of tig o bitties And she smiling at your boy, yeah I think she wanna get with me. OMG OMG side boob falling out her shirt, LOL LOL all that ass that's in her skirt. I'm a have to go and flirt, I'm a have to put in work. I'm a buy a couple shots, let em know what I am worth. Let's go party at the crib, there's a party at the crib. Go and get them girls right there, we gon' show e...

More than 15 years have past and we both went on living our lives, Yet she's still one of my favorite past times, and she remains on the list top five. She's the type of girl you meet when you're too young, and there's still a lot of living to do And there's still so much to learn & you're too dumb. so you move on not realizing what you'd lose. I would try to be faithful, but I could never say no to her, So every time I would return home, I'd go running straight back to her. I would tell her you got me, baby you got me, baby you caught me, She would shake her head and disagree, cause when you leave you will have forgot me. And she was right of course, cause as soon as I'd leave I head right off course. And find myself with my new girl, the one my family loved the most. The one you go to meet Mom with, the one you go to the Prom with, The first girl you ever tell you love, the first girl you ever make love with. That kind of love sti...

I see a ring on her finger, my mind starts to linger, Clicking through her photos going down memory lane. Honestly I'm happy for her, I hope that he adores her, But yet and still I can't keep the past from haunting my brain. I remember when I met her, I was working on my letters, Junior year coming and Varsity football right on the brink, It was the last days of summer, me and my partners, Friday nights used to pop, up at the skating rink. She was light skin, slight thin, with golden brown hair, Tight jeans and Timbs, thinking what's going on here? My boy knew her home girl, yeah he already the plug, So I skated into heart, talking baby what's up? Soon as she smiled I was done, yeah I knew I was done, Couple skating to 112, yeah cupid had won. Plans to meet up at the movies, mom can I get a ride? Your parents ain't know I was coming, so we had to meet inside. Heavy make out sessions in the back row of the place, We not even watching the movie, to...

I wish that I never met her, I wish I'd never seen her smile. I wish that I'd never texted her, I wish I never had dialed. I wish that we never linked up, On that sunny afternoon, I wish you never wore that dress, On that summer day in June. I wish I never held your hand, As we walked through central park, And I wish we never went to dance, And we stayed out after dark, I wish we never, girl I wish we never, Cause if it didn't happen, my heart would feel so better. And I wish we never spent the day, Out at the county fair. And I wish I could forget your eyes, The way you wore your hair... I wish it never happened, The first night that we made love, You were standing in my bedroom, Lingerie and pumps, I wish I could take back, Every lovely kiss I placed, I wish I could un-see, The passion on your face, The movement of your waist, The freaky things you say, The ooooh's the ahhhh's We rocked the night away. I wish we never, girl I wish ...

Fellas…..you’ve got your outfit set up, you just got the fresh cut, showered up, brand new cologne on, not too heavy, got your ride cleaned up, put your “hitting the club” playlist together, all your boys met up for the pre-gaming session, you roll out, stroll up, get in the club, and it’s packed. Now just to solve one problem…all these damn girls are dancing with each other! Seriously ladies, what’s the deal. I mean don’t get me wrong, I have tried to look at it from your point of view. Fellas, imagine you, a sexy young lady, barely dressed, high heels, in a dark room filled with drunken, horny, freaky as hound dogs with a hard on for everything that moves. I would be a little hesitant to dance with a stranger too. But hey, you girls knew what you were getting into, and let’s be real, you came to get just as wild as us….so what’s the hold up? It’s as if the ladies made a pact before they left the house. “In order for you to dance with somebody, the rest of us have to sign o...