I'm A Single Mom Because Of Waka Flocka Flame.

Slackin on the bloggin... I know... You wanna fight about it?

Okay...
I was at a show recently. Sitting in a cafe, going over poems in my head, looking schizophrenic.. you know... the usual. My thought process was interrupted by some loud 'ghetto phi ghetto' women at the next table. As a man walked by looking real Waka Flocka Flame-ish, they began talking about the musical genius himself Waka Flocka Flame (did they make a sarcasm font yet?). These chicks were ranting and raving about dude, how fine he iz, what they would do to him, how big his wiener iz.. so on and so on...
.....20 mins passed by.....
Their ranting continued (not that I was listening, THEY WERE LOUD! ALL CAPS LOUD)
One woman began speaking about her relationship woes. Another brought up her "babydaddy" issues, which opened the flood gates!

All the women began complaining about the father of their children. All I heard was "Niggas ain't shit"(s)coming from ev-ery-where ev-ery-where? EV-ERY-WHERE! One woman was even bold enuff to say "There Ain't no good black men. I'ma find me a white man...or a woman."..... That's where I tuned out.

So here we go:
At what point does a woman take responsibility? These women that I couldn't help but listen to all were single, with children, had nothing but horrible things to say about black men but were dripping like leaky faucets over the thought of a night with Waka Flocka Flame... WAKA FLOCKA FLAME!(YES ALL FUCKING CAPS) The rapper that has proved time and time again that he iz dumb as bricks.
When do women take responsibility? When do you say "I'm a single mom...Because I'm attracted to idiots"? When does your lifestyle change?
Ladies, there always will be a village idiot, village idiots STOP FUCKING HIM! Then some of your sob stories will end. Cuz in the end you are to blame. How many Cliff Huxtable(s) have you double locked your chasity belt around before you ever so willingly gave the keys to a Waka Flocka Flame?

Needless to say, I ended up having a great show and getting the phone number from one of the chicks at the table and we plan on going to see "For Colored Girls." sometime this week... Anybody know a good babysitter?

"I'ma find me a white man"..."Niggas don't act right"... BING! I just killed you with my mind!

Thoughts..Opinions?

"I Could Have Not Told You"

You know what grinds my gears:: When someone tells you a soul shattering, mind numbing secret they been keeping:: And when you get mad, their defense response iz "I could have not told you"::

EXAMPLE:
HER--> "Baby, I have a secret"..
HIM--> "What iz it love of my existence? The only woman I have and cherish and will die for, what troubles you?"..
HER--> "While you've been working night & day to provide for our family & my overweight convict brother with down syndrome who doesn’t have a job and likes being nude while watching TV. I've been having sex with your grandmother…. & our neighbor Earl"..
HIM--> "WHAT! How could you.. You HUSSY! I am soo HURT!" ..
HER--> "I dunno what you mad about! I could have not told you!"
*Gun shot*
-End scene-

Really!?

Out of all the "Could have not"(s)you could have told him that was your 1st response...?? You really want a prize for doing the right thing?

Go drink a tall glass of Draino douche bag.
Matter of fact

BING! I Just Killed You With My Mind

Shiiit I took a shower today where's my prize? I didn't stab a elderly woman with a cork screw today.. Where's my credit!!?? Cuz I really wanted to. Like seriously she was walking too slow I had somewhere to be.

Here's the question:: Iz the person who makes that simple ass statement actually sorry?
What iz the true logic in that statement? Because it sounds to me like they are just low key bragging on themselves.
"I could have not told you... Like I didn't tell you about......"
"I could have not told you, cuz I done PPLENTY of scandalous things to other people.. I mean WHEW!! I am out there! You name it I've done it SHUCKY DUCKY! And I kept it all a secret.. I'm saying.. I'm good!"....or something like that...

Where iz the remorse in that statement?... I'll do you one better where iz the respect that iz attached to that Love word that we throw around soo much in that statement?

Truth iz--> If they are really sorry. That statement would have never parted their lips:: "I could have not told you"..NO! BING!.."I understand your anger. I could have loved and respected you enough to not have done it in the 1st place & I throw myself to your feet, please be merciful OH! I am not worthy of your AWESOMENESS".. eh.. There's a start.

Can't say I haven't heard it a couple times in my life.. What about you?

Tracing Handprints

Sike...HA!

Lovers::Poets::Idiots::

I’m a poet which means I put myself in bad situations for the writing material
You are a healer abracadabra speaker
My chocolate witch doctor
I treated you like a fire extinguisher placed on my wall
With a sign that said break in case of emergency
Well I saw smoke and I broke you
And before that we were 2 broken pieces that fit together perfectly
We are also idiots
Who not only love the idea of love but love loving the people who love hurt us
We are afraid to be alone
And never single at the same time
We been waiting in each other’s waiting room waiting
For the other significant other to fuck up and mine did
Which you predicted
So here we are…. Finally
Kissing each others weakness
Bathing in each others energy
I dreamed of getting so deep inside you I pull you inside out
I can’t lie there are times that I stare at your mouth and wonder what your vulnerability tastes like
Finally
Massaging the shoulders I rested my head on sooo many times
On the night I felt soo betrayed I found new alliance in the beads if sweat dripping down the small of your back
I swear to God your breath on my neck iz what heaven feels like
I swear to God it felt like we slow danced to my neighbors wind chimes for hours
I think it’s about to rain
My palms said things to your hips that my words never did
Grinding, Foreheads touching symbolizing how like minded we are
There iz something I should be saying right now
There iz something I should have said
I didn’t
And I felt your disappointment
Every inch of you iz truth
And I’ve been fucking this lie soo long I might as well be fucking myself
I mean
I’ve been touching a lie & this lie has only been touching herself
I mean
I’m in love with this lie and this lie has only iz only in love with herself
I mean
I wish I had more hands to touch you more places at once
You opened up… my body
Just to discover ur name engraved on my rib cage
You said “Look, I’m made of you”
“Why iz it soo hard for us to live happily when ur happiness iz dancing with us to the rhythm of wind chimes?”
I think it’s about to rain
She tore me apart
You pieced me together
After that night so magic & passionate
You closed ur eyes to sleep and I went back to her
We are masochists
Two people who love pain but would never hurt each other
So when you told me you found somebody special I………………..
I can’t think of a poetic way to say that I was hatin
I hated the thought of you being with someone else
But it’s all my fault cuz I can’t leave the one I’m with
To be with you
Now it’s like a blade piercing my skin when I hear you
Talk about him
And a twist when that loud awkward silence says we can’t be friends
I’m still in love with pain
Waiting on lady that would leave me
At the drop of a dime to change
I’m a poet that’s puts myself in bad situations for the writing material
Moral of the story if you have something special hold on to it
Moral of the story if you have something special don’t send it to the arms of someone else
Moral of the story lovers, poets and idiots are synonyms

Animal Planet

Being in love with you iz one of the biggest mistakes I have ever made
My bite wound iz still bleeding
You walking care free and
I’m in pain with no bandage
No matter how much I wash I still see ur stain
Can’t stand it !
The shirt that you wore to sleep in the bed that we shared
I can’t throw it away
Like you did
This whole thing
Iz my fault
I can’t say
I didn’t Peep your game
From the garden
But your forked tongue felt soo damn good
I didn’t feel the need to leave the tree
Despite your poisonous fruit
Amazing how fast your kind can move
Don’t take long for you to slither to another does it
Or was you a multi-tasking
Passionate fools are a dime a dozen and you seem to have a pocket full of change
Damn
I thought it was cuz of the umbrella and the rain
Sad
I fell for your fuckery
No matter who informed me about your species
My speech still dressed you as a sheep
I lived to make you smile but I didn’t see your teeth
Or red riding hood’s grandmother in your stomach
How stupid can I be

To not see the beast

When it’s scratching at my back

Figured you was just a freak

Can't do to you what you did to me
...........apparently you feel the same

I held you down
And you acted as if I held you up
Give my last breath to save you
You feel I’m trying to cage you
................have your leash and play too
fine

lemme speak to you like a feline

Hello Kitty,
I wish you’d see me as more than a bird-den or see me standing next to you period or take your own words serious and back that shit you said when you weren’t so easily distracted. Before you looked a gift horse in the mouth and figured my worth don’t match your amount….
…………………………………..
I’m Not mad that you did me wrong
I’ m mad that you proved them right...

I change my mind

Defending you was the worst mistake I made...
I tried to turn a leopards spots to stripes…..
…….
I know how dumb I look
But
I’d do it again
I still see your beauty over your bite
Even if you don’t see me at all
Some things are better seen from a distance
guess that's what the zoo iz made for

................maybe we'll be butterflies

Zip It & Throw Away The Key!

Last night it dawned on me.. I realized why I love performing sooo much. Why I have such a romantic relationship with the stage, the audience, the mic. For that short amount of time that I am on that platform I have your undivided attention. You are listening to every word, seeing every action and possibly understanding me. All of this doesn't too much happen in my personal life. I feel as if I speak to deaf ears constantly. I'm seen as a clown to the ones I care about, jus entertainment, that's all. On that stage, to that sea of strangers my opinion, my mind iz respected even if what I'm saying iz wrong or not agreed upon. I keep my mouth shut to certain people in my day to day life cuz it's like I can physically see my words going in one ear and out the other. Maybe I should make things rhyme to get your attention..

Have you ever been in a situation where you told somebody something, gave them advice maybe, and they pay you no mind... BUT... Someone else told them the same exact thing and they acted like Jesus wrote it on the back of the 10 Commandments and personally delivered it to them on their birthday riding a dinosaur wearing a t-shirt with their name on it made out of skin from an endangered speices?

Cuz that's what keeps happening to me.... I jus proceed to not speak.. "don't speak I knooowww jusss what you're saaayyin soo please stop explainin// don't teell me cuz it hurts// no no dooon't sppeak...." sorry I sometime burst out into song...anywho...

BING! I Just Killed My Opinion With My Mind!