INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

She knew he wasn't shit, he's a player and shit, And if she got too close that he would play her and shit, He's only faking like he cares he don't care about shit, Accept for getting what he wants, everything else is just shit. She knew he wasn't shit, but his love was the shit, He be rubbing her whole body with lotions and shit, He fucking her whole soul with emotions and shit, He be cruising through her waters like the ocean and shit, Biblical strokes, like he Moses and shit, He part her legs open and get to stroking and shit. Sending him text messages and he ignoring them shits, Phone calls get blocked, you not important and shit. He playing ball with his boys, he out on the court and shit, Talking bout the girls he fucking like it's a sport and shit. Yet his bad behavior, every day, you supporting that shit, Let him back in ya home like y'all courting and shit. And your girls try to warn you, try to tell you and shit, But she defend him,...

"Are we going to the party", she asked, knowing damn well she didn't want to go? "I don't know, do you want to go", he replied, knowing damn well he didn't want to go, and neither did she? She arched her butt into his pelvis and they spooned even closer. He squeezed his arms around her even tighter. The two lay nude under the covers as the sun set on a warm summer day. They both smelled like the waves of the beach they had spent the earlier part of the day relaxing and drinking at, enjoying silence. He kissed on her neck gently and could sense her slight smile on the other side. "We could go", he said. "Yeah, we could go", she also noted. But neither moved. It was as if there was a welcomed overwhelming force of gravity holding them down in that bed. He moved his hand and cupped her breast as she entangled her feet in his over and over again. Neither of them had even opened their eyes, as if there nothing to see. Their imaginations we...

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 ...

She keep on blowing up my phone, She probably think that I ain't home, She yelling   where the fuck you been? I yell out what fuck you want? See you ain't call me in a while, And you barely ever speak. I been out here on my grind, You probably grinding on them freaks See, miss me with that shit. You probably don't even miss me, shit If you looking for a compliment, That's exactly what you won't get. Cause I told you from the start, I'm gonna be just who I am, I'm trying to squeeze that ass, I'm not trying to hold your hand. You always trying for romance, Yeah you always on your scheme, But you not dealing with reality, You too caught up in your dream. Oh that's how you wanna play? Oh that's what you got to say? So now you don't care at all, But when we be fucking in them sheets You be staring in my eyes, As I rock that ass to sleep You say   "this pussy got me weak" And that I...

Wake up in the morning hungover as fuck. Where am I at? Who am I with? Who is this chick? Damn she is thick. I hope that I hit, I can't remember shit. Where are my shades? Where is my phone? What time is it? I should get home. Flashbacks of last night race through my head. As I stumble to put my jeans on, Damn I'm still drunk as hell, I need something to lean on. I need to slow down, I'm out of control. But that's when I'm at best though. Cause when I show up the party goes up And they need me at my best, so Pour shots, four shots, Excuse me miss we need more shots, Good lord girl you thick as hell, Is that real or is that ass shots? Getting tagged in pictures I don't remember taking. Text messages to girls I don't remember meeting. Asking me what are we doing this evening? Treating Monday like it's part of the weekend. Like how much longer can I live this life? How much longer can I live these nights? I'm feeling like I ow...

It was a hot summer day in Miami, I can remember the day so clearly. Those Haitian cats were hating on me, Cause I was bagging everything that came near me. That's when I saw you walking out the water, You were heading right in my direction, So I said the first thing that I thought of, My God baby girl you perfection. You smiled at me and you laughed, A smile even now I'll never forget.  I said let's go for another swim, Don't dry off baby girl stay wet. She told her home girl she'd be back, As we walked away in the sand. As soon as our feet touched the water, We both reached for each other's hand. The alcohol got us intoxicated, The weather got us falling in love, The motion of the waves got us grinding, Everything in South Beach is such a drug. And you, you were all on my brain, I mean you were all in veins, All I could think of was you, And it would drive me insane. But eventually the vacation ended, And so we said our goodbye's...

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 ain't good for me and I know it, No I know that she ain't really no good, But everything she does she does it perfect, Baby you remind me of soul food. So good to me, but so bad for me, Pretty little devil in a red dress, Up and down, she making me dizzy, But I can use her body for a head rest, She's got curves, she's got curves, Better slow down before you crash, Oh my word, oh my word, Never seen it done like that. Hold up baby, what you doing? No don't stop, keep on moving, Keep on going, keep on grooving, Treble on point, bass is booming Love making music, playing on the stereo, We gonna get in to these slow jams, Jodeci singing in our ears too, Hoping I can make it to the song ends, And we've been drinking wine all night, Netflix and chill, on the couch watching Love Jones, And just like a thief in the night, Blues in your left thigh, your right got the funk. Damn we both drunk, so let me drink you in,...

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...

He's ready to fall in love, he wants to settle down, But he's lying to himself cause he gon'  mess around, Cause he's addicted to the city and the bright lights, He's in love with early mornings and even later nights, In the club, at the bar, sipping on his drink, Staring at the pretty girl in the bright pink, She looking like the next girl he wanna take home, She already putting her number is cell phone. But it's a number that he knows that he won't call, Cause if he ain't hitting tonight, then he won't hit at all, He finds himself stuck in such a vicious pattern, That if he met the right one, it probably wouldn't matter, Cause he's been in the game so long that it's all he knows. A wife is terrifying he more comfortable with them hoes, But he ready to fall in love, he's ready to commit, He laughing in the mirror, like that's some stupid shit... So let's take another shot let's push it to the max, We t...

He text me "f*ck these b*tches, I text him back "I know" He said he on Instagram And he tired of all these hoes. I said you can always unfollow, The internet's top models, They not the ones you wanna wife, They not keepers they only to borrow. Why even go out and try to find a girl, When they all got the same mentality? I told him Instagram is a fantasy, For dudes who can't deal with reality. I said everything is so damn fake these days, Honestly I don't think I can deal. Dudes being chicks, and chicks being dudes, Fake ass fake breasts what's real? I would tell you to hang in a library, But I don't know if anybody reads Can't trust dating apps too scary, Cause it's never as good as it seems. Everybody gets to be famous Everybody gets to have fans Everybody knows what your name is, Everybody gets to be the man. He said he feels like he was born in the wrong era I ask which one should you be in? He says he not...

I woke up that morning with a smile on my face. Nowhere to go, nothing to do, and she was there. I had almost believed it to be a dream, the night before. I slept with little patience wanting the first light of day to come, and render true the evenings passion. She lay there, sunlight glowing on her skin, the most beautiful woman I had ever met. Hair tossed across her face, eyes closed, lips puckered, and just a touch of her shoulder showing. I had that feeling, that warm tingly, butterflies in the stomach feeling, that this was real. She draped her thigh across my legs and my body shivered. Is there any greater moment of sensuality than a warmth of a women's naked thigh wrapping around you? I pulled her close to me so that her head could lay on my chest. It was so seamless that she didn't even open her eyes, she just continued to rest. I breathed her in, the smell of cocoa butter filled my nostrils and brought pleasure to my senses as I kissed her forehead. I begged for t...

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 ...

I say good morning to her, she says good morning trouble, Yeah, that's the nick name that she gave me. And even though I know I could never properly love her, I still treat her like she's my lady. I'm a distraction to her, and I know that.... I should probably disappear. But it ain't that easy when you're attracted to her, Plus I just love it whenever she is near. She's the perfect woman for me and I know that, But sometimes perfect isn't what your heart wants. But right now it's impossible for me to go back, So being trouble is the only skill that I got. I ask her how her date was, as if I care, I mean I do, but she knows that I don't. Because I don't want any other man to be there, Even though I know that I won't. Selfish right? But what can I do? Troubling to think how I'm trouble to you. Late night I get a text from her, She asking me "where you at?" Funny how if you go looking for Trouble, Trouble ...

Look at him, the man you wish you could have, Posting pictures of his kids, he's such a good dad. Loyal to the end, royalty of a man, He's the perfect lover, he's also ya best friend.  But what you don't know is the second phone that he has, The pay as you go one with minutes that he adds, Minutes for the side chicks that you don't know he bags All the hotel fees that he always pays in cash, And he brags, telling his boys about these freaks Saved their names in his phone in code, you gotta be discreet Don't call me too early, my wife ain't even sleep Secret social media pages, just for him to creep You thought you married Superman, Fell in love with the cape, But you ain't prepare for Clark Kent, In his glasses being fake. Another man in disguise, doing things that I despise, But these chicks ain't really no better, there's evil in they eyes Kryptonite between they thighs, pretty eyes and ugly lies, And she plays it so w...

I been drinking, I been drinking, And that turns into thinking, yeah I've been thinking, Now I'm all up in my feelings, yeah I can feel em' Online looking at her pictures, damn I should steal em' Jealousy all in my veins, wait what's my problem I be doing the same thing, maybe that's my problem Cause while I'm on your Instagram, staring at your pictures, I'm all up at this bar, pouring another pitcher Women all around me, asking me my name, They say like my style, they say they like my frame, Had you as my screen saver, but I had to switch it Because pretty girls with pretty curls give me their digits Get my picture back up there, yeah I'm too conceited Feed me more compliments, baby yeah I need it... I've been drinking, I been drinking And I've had one too many, now I've been thinking Why the f*ck are we not together spending all our weekends We can do it through the night just so we can sleep in, Who the hell is...

I was watching a movie, the title escapes me…but I remember a line a woman had when talking to a man and referring to his penis….”I don’t know how you guys live with that thing between your legs”. What a great line and a genuine observation. Having a dick ain’t easy. I mean sure we can pee just about anywhere comfortably, but besides that, it can be really annoying. To provide more insight, Innocent Thoughts of a Guilty Man presents: " Being a Dick". int. apartment bedroom - day DAVID ANTHONY wakes up to the sound of his facebook messenger going off. DICK is also up due to what he calls, "Morning Wood". DICK Hey, hey, I see you up. DAVID ANTHONY I see you're up too. DICK Damn right I'm up. You know what we should do today? DAVID ANTHONY What's that Dick? DICK The same thing I tell you to do everyday. Try and get some ass. DAVID ANTHONY You know what Dick. I'm not in the mood for your shit today. I ha...

Almost three years ago exactly I wrote an article titled, "You Say He's Just a Friend", in which I highlighted the 3 reasons why a guy would be a women's friend. (see link below). Those three reasons were; He wants to hit it He's Gay The Homie Clause Revolutionary stuff I know...but a recent internet discussion has thrusted the topic back into my life and I feel the need to present new information. First I told you why a guy wants to be your friend, but it now seems important for me to explain to the ladies why we don't our woman to have guy friends. So from the mind of a man, here are the top three reasons why we don't care for chicks with male friends. THE BACK UP HITTER: When it comes men and male egos, nothing sets us off more than the thought of our girl having sex with someone else. And our first duty is to remove all possible threats to the poo-tang. Now you meet a beautiful chick and you've started dating and you fi...

You got the candles lit, the mood music is playing softly, and you and your lady friend are going at it in the bedroom. "This is it", you tell yourself. The moment you been waiting for is here..it's about to go down and you about----wait...wait a minute...what the....ahhhhh nooooooo. It's not something a man will willingly admit, but it's happened to us all. Your little head is not on page with your big head. Whether you been there or you haven't been there yet, (and you will) knowing how to handle that moment is important to maintaining your dignity. So here I am, bravely stepping up to give the fellas some advice. DELAY TACTICS: If this is a girl you really like and your performance is important, here are a few tips (giggity) Cough: Just start coughing, I mean cough good. Good enough that you can excuse yourself and get some water. While you are in the kitchen...get your mind right! Get back in there...and handle business. Fake a cramp: Tell h...

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...