Once there was a teenager,
She wanted nobody’s hate.
So she began doing prayer,
She wanted God to relate.

She’s softly praying to God,
Thanking him night and day.
My Lord, couldn’t she begot?
Never overlooking all betray.

God, can’t you please help me?
Praying for his answer returns.
Lord, can’t you hear any plead?
As he never looked overturned.

Just as she began to bow and pray,
She never wanted forever begged.
God shall be an answer, she’d say,
Heaven’s angels sang what is said.

When you say you love forever,
Its forever doesn’t mean always.
Always don’t wish to be a lover,
Just kiss her, in school hallways.

Just be a lover, not even a hater,
You all loved her always the same.
Just if you ain’t, then see you later,
Because I am done playing games.

Just forever doesn’t mean always,
Kissed her and now you can tell me,
Just feared that she won’t like all this,
Because she won’t even get to meet.

Just I need to wave her and say well,
She’s my world, she is all everything.
Hating on me, then you can even tell,
Just I need this girl, I’ll buy her a ring.

Love is a two-way war,
Love and every hatred.
Just don’t leave a scar,
Beaten till I am so red.

Love can have wounds,
It can have battle scars.
Preach death very soon,
Love steals all of the hearts.

Stealing everyone’s battles,
Just it’s so two-way war.
My God, all love saddens,
Leaving any type of a scar.

God shall have been a witness,
Just love ain’t all that pretty.
It’s never had its forgiveness,
Love isn’t all about its lovey.

It was the nightfall of summer,
A man wanted to buy a house.
Just he knew it is a real comer,
Puts it in his own name Straus.

Mr. Straus wanted it to be quick,
He wrote down the rent pricing.
Hope its low, or he won’t buy it,
I want it low, it’s all to my liking.

He needs this to become his own,
What do I need for an experience?
Just I wanted to call this my home,
For a house, needing a cleanliness.

He’s happy to buy his first house,
Just couldn’t wait to check inside.
He lives far away from his spouse,
Living here so if he needs to hide.

Maybe thugs aren’t shooters,
They all need to decompress.
Calling themselves gangsters,
Never should they be blessed.

Thugs don’t get all their girls,
They pay them just big bucks.
Killing like they own all worlds,
Murdering with all their Glocks.

Blood gangs, where are the Crips?
Crip gangs, where is the Bloods?
They are fake owning their cribs,
Murdering just to own any goods.

Gangsters don’t own their swags,
It’s the Rap Game, it’s the G Code.
They rob and steal, filling all bags,
Man, these gangsters seem all old!

Men thinking of themselves,
Ladies maybe overpowering.
They think they’re invincible,
When sadly, it’s so cowardly.

Unforgiving truth when comes,
Just we’re dying from the inside.
Arriving late, the cry overcomes,
I need comfort, nowhere to hide.

When thinking they’re invincible,
Just they’re all just being foolish.
Killed by a crime, uncomfortable,
She dies judging by a death wish.

Unwelcomed by her own guests,
Her cries were so misunderstood.
Just she needed all their respects,
Chose death, fears were no good.

Once there was a wedding,
He wanted the bride happy.
Needing all this supporting,
He just needs this way gladly.

Breaking over a groomsman,
Just he wanted her so badly.
I’ll be this way for all women,
Couldn’t stop and step away.

It’s so hard for him this way,
Wants the bride of his dreams.
Just ignoring whatever to say,
She wanted him, only it seems.

Killed over always whatsoever,
Needed his way become like this.
He really wants to be together,
Loving her and that’s how it is.