Ladies, not all is faith
The crystal ball is fake
Telling you it sees love in ya life
Than why you up all night crying eating on cake?
Reality you denying
Men all on the prowl
Hunting for secure type women
Objective: mentally beat them down
You gotta walk away and improve ya life now,
You got a job, a degree, you should only be proud.
Working so hard, looking so stupendous
Best qualities of a woman is her strong mind and independence
I won’t front, her hips got me standing at attention
No disrespect,
I’m just getting @ ya with a simple mention
I know ya gotta question,
Cause men rarely learn they lesson,
Treat the past as math and subtract the bull, multiply all ya blessings.
Ignore all the hate, avoid all the drama, grown girls…ya never too old to kiss ya mama.
The pain may hurt, kinda like them heels
You deserve the city lights, unconditional love that is real
Conversation turns him on, then comes *** appeal,
He kisses you slow to give you that roller coaster feel.
& her inspiration the reason why his writing got em a deal
He wants you part of his quest
Only brings out ya best
Foot rubs for the stress, light kisses to the neck,
He's your armor to the shots,
He's your push when you stop,
The missing key to your heart that you’ve kept locked.
I’m speaking to all my ladies, reaching out to all the girls...tryna be the perfect example that not ALL MEN are the same, in this misguided world.  
(Not Even CLOSE)

-Dougie Simps
#LostLove

we downplay ourselves
because the traits we love
others may not and we don't
want to find out we aren't good
enough.

But we are,
oh, we are.

Lazy, hazy, dazey days
Are gone again
Time to get back in the fray
Napping will be a sin:((

Grab the briefcase
Run out the door
It's time to get back in the race
Or is it a nuclear war:)

Grab a cup of joe
Stop in the office
Fake a huge HELLO
I'll shake my rallying fist:(

The room is all ready
The papers are out
I'll start to get sweaty
I'll want to shout:()

The gates will squeak open
Warning me that they'll come
I'll get on my knees hopin'
That this isn't the last day one()

The students will pour in
I'll smile and I'll mean it
It's a gift not a curse or a sin
I need to believe it:))

I'll begin my first class
We'll learn about writing
The time will fly past
No one will be fighting:)

Class two will slowly start
It starts rollin' now
In the end it'll be sad to part
'Cause we'll make it somehow:/

I'm blessed to do what I do
Not to sound like a sap
The youth is a gift, it's true
But, only if I could nap:(

your parents
gave up too
early, right
when you
needed them
the most
and only
I saw it