Coldest winter.

When you are coming out of a block, as I am, you write and think of the weirdest things. Come to think of it, it’s funny that I consider myself a writer yet I don’t pen down anything palatable for like months!


Searching for a love
Young girls is thick, righteousness is narrow
I got my third, I want the sparrow
Want my peoples straight and rock sweet apparel
Baby it's your back, I got forever
As the weather, talks to us
The blunted eyes of the youth search for a guide
I still stand tall; I walk through the valley, with a life preserver
Feeling at times, that I might just……………
I want folks to say his life it meant more
Than any car, any rock, any broad
He found Ghetto Heaven in himself and God

Love, your happiness don't begin with a man
Woman
I understand you want a man that's resourceful
If he pay your bills, he feel like he bought you
Talkin to a friend, about what love is
Her man didn't love her, cuz he didn't love his
Hugged her from afar, said what I felt
You never find a man, till you find yourself
Time helps mistakes, you can learn from
Cuz one man fucked up, men you shouldn't turn from
You want a certain type of guy, gotta reach a certain point too
At the destination, a king will annoint you
Goin through the storm, many bodies stay warm
That relationship died, for you to be born, you worth more
Than anything you could cop in a store
For you to grow he had to go
So what you stoppin him for
Not even I could ignore being alone it's hard
Find heaven in yourself and God