INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

Let's pack another suitcase, let's take another trip, You know we get it popping in any city pick. But we heading to Louisiana, where them country girls are thick. But we both some city slickers, they ain't ready for that sh*t. And it's Mardi Gras, we came to here party y'all, Please keep the shots coming cause we here to do it all. And you know how it goes when you light skin and you wavy, And she staring at you thinking about the pretty babies, Making plans for the future, but we making plans too. But our plans end in the morning when the next day comes through, See I'll treat you like a princess baby you are my Cinderella, But when the clock strikes, We both return to the prior status before we met up, But there no tears only thank you's and keep in touch, Because when you're both about the evening, The morning's don't mean that much. Sitting at dinner tables on outdoor patios while it's breezy, Good food, conversation...

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...

I think I found One, I think I found the One, But when you solve that problem there's plenty more that come. Cause what about them other girls, what about the other one's? The one's that be asking questions but the answer never comes? Like "what are we? Do we go together? Are we more than friends" How do you tell them that what you had has to come to end? You been sexing but they been trying to make love to your soul, But it's too deep for them to reach and that water way too cold. But this other girl she able to swim  muchdeeper then them, She got past all your guards and she jumped over that fence, And she's been knocking down the walls you built due to other broads And with her love and laugh she managed to get rid of them all, She took away the pain, she blew away the rain, Brought sunshine back into your life, and chased the clouds away. But these "situationships" that I've allowed my self to build, With these other gir...

Feels a little bit colder outside, yep a little chilly, Like growing up and realizing in the real world they never free willy. He still locked up in his tank doing tricks for fish, Funny thing is I feel like I'm doing the same shit, Stuck in this cubicle like look at me boss I did work, Looking at my paycheck like damn this what my soul worth, This why my soul hurts, walking this whole earth, Walking on this road alone until my soles hurt, Looking for love in all the right places, But tragically it's littered with all the wrong the faces, Life is a game of spades know who with play with, Cause these days players is cutting all the aces, I guess this generation ain't got no hearts, But they heavy in the clubs though, And they doing whatever they can to shine, Because the diamonds have the best glow.  Had a conversation with my father the other day and he told me, Nobody should be fifty years old and still be lonely. It reminded me of a Chris Rock joke he...

Sitting in the guidance counselor's office a younger Dave sat, She asking me in ten years, "where do you see yourself at"? A good question indeed, before I proceed, Let's consider where I'm at now to understand what I could be. A young man in college, on his quest for the knowledge, Ride wasn't fly but he kept his wheels polished. Two bedroom apartment tucked away in the projects, Just met a girl body shaped like a Goddess, And to be honest, he was a bit tired of the parade, Girls marching in and out at any time of the day. Plus on top of that he had just found his passion, Mr. Director, they waiting on you to call out action. Fell in love with the stage, the words on the page, The lights shined bright, so we rehearsed it for days. When the show came out every body was amazed, And it felt so amazing to receive all the praise. California in his future, his name in the lights, Wifey standing by his side, she always do him right. First chil...

She told him that she don't give a f*ck no more, And that she wasn't gonna let him come and f*ck no more. He told her that he ain't give a f*ck no more, Cause he had other girls he could go and f*ck for sure. A sobering realization, although she knows it to be true, Cause if you not gonna give it up, there's other girls that will do. That seems to be the problem, the answers I don't got em', He's addicted to pussy, he's got a f*cking problem. Cause every since he was a younging, That's what his homies taught him. If that girl ain't giving it up, Then she has a f*cking problem. Can't stop him, he's on a mission to hit his numbers, Little black book where he's keeping all his numbers. And he keeps a head count of the head by the amount, Staring at his list, yeah he feels so f*cking proud. He has a f*cking problem, and that's the f*cking problem, When you girls gon' wake up, cause only you can stop him. ...

What a beautiful feeling when love songs start to make sense, And you feel like every word is just common sense. But then that heartache reveals your incompetence, And you realize that common sense ain't been common since. If love don’t cost a thing then why does it always leave you broke? Standing in the courtroom arguing over who gets the most. Good times always seem to turn into bad memories, Staring at old photo’s and asking, “do you remember me”? Please pardon all these skeleton’s in my closet, Still love don’t cost thing, but she gonna need a deposit. That’s why I'm posting pretty pictures all over my facebook To replace the man who used to tell me how pretty my face looked. My ex told me he loved me and made a bad decision, And everyday he thinks about the love that he knows he's missing. And I used to hope that one day he would feel that pain, Thinking that knowledge would help me to be whole again, But honestly his honesty ...