Where are the men
Those that stand up and admit their sin
Unlike Adam
Hiding behind leaves
Where are the men who are faithful those that are not cheaters
The ones that care more about growth in God than sneakers
Where are the men that have not been conditioned
**** by their kin now they grown and switching
Oh its deep like a giant squid swimming
Where are the men that understand that there wounds need healing
The men that do right dictated by the direction of the Holy Spirit not there feelings
Where are the men that get married and stay
Those that raise there families mightily like Christ rising from the dead
The men that make decisions with their heads
And not the one between their legs
Where are the men who don't need kegs
Trying to balance life with crutches and wooden pegs
Where are the men that know what manhood is
The men that don't have multiple baby mother's and random kids..
Where are the men?
I look in the mirror and see one
The others are my friends
There are other real men that exist
Many grown boys
Like 17 year olds that look 25 but are kids
No men

U.S.A yes I am a resident
Peace is forever relevant
Especially in a warzone none of this is heaven sent
Too many fatherless children too many are not celibate
Waiting for the Lord not the anti-christ
Many people embrace evil anti-right
Like lets create on our own terms
Sleep together watch a baby form from a egg and *****
A sad sight in the hood
Grandma praying but her grandson selling white in the hood
I recall folks asking me what's good
That's was some years back
When I sagged my slacks
Embodied a stereotype young and black
Black man mindset no not anymore
My mind is not focused on it if its not the Lord
So I don't focus my mind on things that are evil
Evil is evil..
People are people
So if you continue to lie to me
I expect you to one day say bye to me
I do not have nothing nice to say when I don't speak
Smile when I feel like smiling ,yes I expose teeth
Idk

Thoughts are trapped trying to escape the four walls of a room
A fork in the road I say walk down the middle
Life is joy yet no one can avoid gloom
Do they know what Christ went through
Cannot have a couple of minutes since time keeps going this life thing we should have two
One with and  one without wounds
Thoughts trapped in four walls of a room
Tripping
Witness light in glimpses
Like partial blindness
Its a little dark in this room, light is pondered
Aware that God is the father
Even though this world treats him like a dog without a collar
What will happen if this room takes flight
Trapped in a room confused
Fighting chin kicks life lows
Round house kicks life highs
No humbleness so both hurt
Lay in the grass covered in dirt
Break through like an horizon sunrise
No knowledge mere humans only God is wise
Devils lurk in disguise
In secret aligned to evil service, suit and ties
No one is perfect
The reality of sin people attempt to mute
Life is not on demand
Some will be ******
Thoughts trapped in the four walls of a room
Shaking heads, the evil that men do

Look at Bernard his life is in shambles
That's what he feels yet everyday he rolls the dice like life is a gamble
He questions life like death is something he could handle
Satan telling him to grab the knife by the handle
Like look its just on the mantel
Go head cut between your forearm and hand bro
It won't be suicide, it would more like freeing a man yo
Bernard like no I want to live be different, do better
Wants less problems but more comes with more Cheddar
Hopes of being successful
Joy and pain to him life is stressful
His hunger pains screams to be success full
He questions if he is giving it his best though
Should he walk the streets with out heat or a vest bro
Will success have a cat run up and let the tech explode
From point blank proximity leave him a human vegetable
Time is ticking he could be the next to go
Young Bernard hopefully he will become old
Hey kid I hope you see growth

The love thing I constantly want her around
The yearning of your voice like a deaf man yearning for sound
Love you deeply down to each ounce, each pound
In God I trust, my faith a solid foundation, solid ground
Many search for love like this but how blessed that we found
God and designed us for this
Following his blueprint
Me and my wife, love makes sense
I want to wrinkle together in time
God, me and you girl mountains we can climb
If its storming I will cover you and keep you dry
If you happen to cry
I will catch every drop from your eyes
If your cold I will clove you, cover you, hold you
Grow together, God mold me, I'll mold you
The word love is more than 4 letters
Its timeless like 4 forevers
Hard as a rock yet light as a feather
Its emotion, communication, a spiritual celebration
Love between a husband and wife Gods beautiful creation
Let's make love, levels beyond physical
I'm talking our souls mating sexually spiritual
In Gods will our child will be formed
Your body expand for 9 months then our child's born
A brown bundle of joy
A precious little girl but God knows I first desire a boy
It Really don't matter just want either to be healthy
God, me, you and our future child refines wealthy

The love that a son has for his father..
The love that a father has for his son
A trust in another man to lead you and get it done
Showed me things gave me knowledge That on my own
I wouldn't have known
Something that can't be taught in college
Met you when I was in 7th grade  I have grown
Can you see the seed you have sewed
Can you see where my work ethic comes from
Blood, sweat, and tears
Callus thumbs
Your the reason why I know that I can be a homeowner
Cause I seen you do it first
Held me up when times got rough
Fatherhood
When I wasn't ready you assisted like a crunch
When my heart was crushed
You open your doors help with my direction
When we kick it,  manly admiration and  love is what's reflected
Just want to let you know you are respected
My father died then God blessed me with you to prove I wasn't neglected
Fatherhood
Helped me stand when I couldn't

Put your head to my chest and listen to my heart beat
If love could talk that's how it would speak
Sensual grabs of the waist, aggressive palms of the ****
If love had hands, that's how it would touch
Close your eyes and imagine a husband and a wife
That's what love would see if it had sight
I put my lips with yours and kiss beneath your waist
If love had flavor that's how it would taste
Breathe in deep and sniff
Our love making, love must smell like this
My lyrical genius is endless
Let's just call this love senses