We all get lucky.
We all get blessed.
God gave me you and I so thankful.

He sent into my life and angel to love and protect me.
And since that very day I'm so thankful.
That God gave me you.

He knew I needed someone to love and enjoy.
And he shows me your love.

And I thankful
Yes, I am so thankful that God gave me you.

When, my love fades away.
It won't come back another day.
I gave you, my love.
You tossed it aside.

Just like when clouds disappear.
Similar to smoke in the air.
I gave you so much, but you just didn't care.

So, when my love fades away.
It won't come back another day.
So just accept this facto.
My love just not coming back.

We are blessed.
Blessed that woman was placed upon this earth.
The nurturing kindness that they give unselfishly.
We men could never complete.

The love they give.
They love they show.
The love they share.
We be lost without a woman.

The first man might have thrown blame.
But in the end his mind changed.
And to my estimation he knew, he be lost without a woman.

They are
And plenty of more things to us. fearless.
They fighters and protectors.
Even argumentative.

Sometimes
Sometimes, we guys take few things for granted.
And in the end have total regrets.
Eventually wishing for another chance.

We do this with moms.
Forever in the life of a man his number one angel.
Sometimes, we do this with our woman.
Not giving her enough dues.

When in our lives?
They deserve to be highly praised.
Because they earned it by loving us.

Why?
Wait, when ill in health and her by your side.
Just to see through the tears the love in her eyes.
Then want to give her dues or loving you.


When in our lives?
They deserve to be highly, highly praised.

They deserve more than we give.

Rest assured they didn't create the narrative in society.
A great chance they didn't.
Except they won't admit or even accept the truth.
When you ask them?
Who created the fear of a black man?

History out there to research who?
And exactly why they afraid?
Those that hides history from being known.
Very brave talking about guns and wars.

They fearful of a revenge factor.
Which many not even seeking to portray.
Least, not that one-man figure that always stood brave.

Carve out a path that legendary today.
So, when folks cry who created the fear of a black man?
We don't have to mention the race.
Many black men see them every single day.

Just a smiling in your face.
While knowing this isn't slavery or those segregation days.
Because the narratives won't end like they think.

This is truth like money in the bank.

I don't play with love.
I take it serious.
And I'm not delirious.

When I dive into knowing anyone?
I truly honest in giving my attention.
This I am not afraid to mention with truth.

Because I don't play with love.
I take it serious.
Nothing about it is mysterious.

You don't have to look for clues.
The truth is before you for the world to see.
Because you are so important to me.

I hear you.
But don't believe it.
When you say?
You love me.
Because you just speaking words.

You know at what time to use that phase.
Just to try to get your way.
And sometimes I feel truly used.

Cause I know and believe it.
You just speaking words like a child trying to manipulate.

You like a baseball player heading toward strike three.
But somehow, I still let you win.
When you just speaking words to me.