INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

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...

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...

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...

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 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...

On Friday she was my baby, On Saturday she was like maybe, On Sunday we ain't even speak, On Monday everything crazy. Is it just me? Is it just me? I mean is it just me? But relationships die fast these days, Fall out of love faster than I can blink, Fall out of love before I finish this drink, Fall out of love before we even n'sync, Fall out of love faster than I can I think, Think of words needed to speak To remind you of what we could be. What it could it be? What did you see? Did something change? Did I skip I beat? Did I miss a post? Did I miss a tweet? I think we're a product of our generation, We want our love on Netflix simulation, Give me all your love right now, Binge loving there's no patience. Then it's on to next, What else is out, tell me what's next? I Tivo'd our relationship, so I can skip through all the mess. There's plenty of fish, But the sea is rotten, Forget to log in and your forgotten. So you bounce ...

I always have questions that I rarely ask and or get biased answers...so I thought what better way to get a wide variety of answers then to have a blog post asking and hope for the fans and followers to respond. So here we go. 1.      How many views a day on somebodies Facebook page qualifies you as a stalker? Like if you stay under 3 are you okay? 2.      If you are in the gym and a girl has on those black tights, but she bought the cheap ones and all her underwear is showing....do you tell her or do you just let her walk around ass out? 3.      How many selfies a day is acceptable before you hit selfie slut mode? 4.      How many chucks would a ….wait….is a Wood Chuck real? Or is that a made up animal like a unicorn, or a Liger? 5.      Is there still such a thing as commitment and true love anymore? Or are we pretty much just in the era of the sidechick and eve...

There are two different worlds now in this modern era. There is the real world we live in, work in, go about our day to day, and there is the digital world. The world we live online via social media, online dating, etc. etc. And for some those two worlds  are somewhat similar, but for most those two are completely opposite lifestyles. Facebook, being the powerful social monster that it is, is inhabited by millions of people. And I believe I have targeted the 5 most annoying Facebook personas. THE PHOTO SLUT: 95% of your page are photo's. Photo's of you, photo's of what you are eating, photo's of where you are. You are obsessed with yourself, but more importantly, you are obsessed with people knowing you are obsessed with yourself. And to be clear, men are most certainly capable of being a photo slut. I know a few. OMG you're going to work on a Monday, like everybody else in America. Let me take a selfie of that. THE POLITICIAN: "An injustice...