ABC’s Pt.1


A is for the Atheist, those poor lost souls
Surprisingly they’re most likely to reach their goals
B is for Baptist, they don’t like the Holy Ghost
Which I why they probably need Him the most
C is for conservatives, those who voted for Trump
Only to watch him take office and take a historical dump
D is Democrat, or liberal crybabies
Isn’t it fun being treated like rabies
E is for Evangelist, those who spread the Word
Quoting the opposite of the last rumor I heard
F is fake, word to a lot you Christians
I recommend reading your bible and trying again
G is God, oh praise His holy name
But isn’t it odd that you still act the same
H is for Hell, you don’t want to go there
But then again it’s not like any of you care
I is for impossible, which most of you are
But so is your God, He’s far from sub par




To be awake
To be alive
My eyes roll back
I won’t survive

This nine to five
Or ten to six
Like Hebrew slaves, we go
To make clay bricks

Our desks the pit
This room a Hell
Coworkers or demons
Not a soul will tell

We pray for breaks
And fast for lunch
We follow standards and procedures
Lest we give a hunch

Light Skin Girls


You light skin girls love to play hard to get
Remember that even though I don’t forget
Remember that even though I don’t forget
You like to love dudes who don’t like to love
Would it be rude of me to ask if you’ll get enough
You want true love but then again not really
All the dudes you curved say amen if you feel me
And best of luck with all them momma’s boys
And all them other dudes that treat you like toys
I know, I know you don’t wanna hear from that me
You don’t want a true love that could set you free
I know, I know it kind of sounds like church today
You don’t wanna hear you should think twice and pray

Suburban Love


I make my way to your suburban nest
You’ve always had a thing for dinner guests
All our neighbors arrive before me
I’m always late even when I don’t try to be
Glasses of wine loosen everyone up
Eventually, that one couple won’t shut up
After dinner, we escape to the porch to smoke
Awkwardly laughing we make the whole night a joke
You thank me for coming and I thank you for having me
Meanwhile, they talk about how we’re so meant to be
But you have guards and I don’t like first steps
Little do you know there’s nothing about you I won’t except
Afraid of the possibility of being broken
I keep the talk small and refuse to be open
You catch on to me and lean in
I meet you halfway even though we’re supposed to be friends

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid


You don’t want me and that’s okay
I’ll find love but it won’t be today
I won’t be with you or her
I’ll never love her and we’ll never be how were
The spirit of rejection is strong
We accuse our past but we’re both wrong
I rejected her and you rejected me
None of us were ever meant to be
But I believe and daydreamed about you
I thought the connection between us was true
Maybe not true love but something worth it
Despite that, neither one of us will ever be perfect
But I guess I was wrong yet again
I guess we’re both destined to just be friends

When You’re Not In The Mood


What if I told you I was coming from you
What if I told you you were beautiful inside and out and it was actually true
What if I told you I’ve never dated a black girl
What if I told you I’d try my best to give you the world
You don’t wanna go to church, you don’t want no truth
You want some broke negro who spends all his time in the booth
Rapping and hustling for everyone but you
You are a daughter of God, you’re worth it and it’s true
I don’t care if you don’t feel like talking
I’m a Son of God and I feel like walking
God and your spouse should never be something you deny
So here am I am dealing with your rejection and asking why
Don’t you know I’ll always be there for you
Don’t you know every promise I make is true
So get out of your way and talk to me
I’m talking to you with your funny looking self
Open up to me and let’s fall in love and be free