[Intro: T. James]
Yeah, you know the question I hear the most is
"What is love?"
There's street love, there's sheets love, and there's self love
Decide which one you want
[Verse 1: T. James]
Runnin' past a crowd when someone asked
"Did you have a troubled past?" No but I was on a ruffled path
I was tryna be someone but they were havin' none of that
Now some are lovin' this, and some say they can f** with that
Thought I was the sh** when I laid down a couple tracks
Showed a few local rappers, what happened? Well a couple laughed
And a few cringed, they were a**umin'
That I was tryna amuse them, that left a big bruise in, my pride
And since that time, I became a laughing stock
But in my mind, I didn't wanna be an after thought
And the fact I'm not giving in, is giving them
More time for their mind to click again to get the win
But it's all good, for I have forgiving them
Competition's friendly, if you envy, you've commit a sin
So I will see you in hell partner, as I dwell off the
Vodka, thoughts in my head of your darling in my bed
Knockin' her socks off and her dress, but I impress
The less attractive and scare off the best lookin'
You lookin', oh sh**, she's lookin' over here
But I'm sittin' by the drinks, damn she was lookin' for a beer
You win some, you lose some, but when you lose 'em it's
Similar to the pain and wounds felt when them bullets hit
And lately I've been thinking of rocking a crucifix
But I'm not religious I'll just feel safe from the brutal hits
And if you're going out lookin' for a shoe to fit
f** you if you're dissing hoes when you got the loosest clit
Seeking "likes" like you think you'll get awards
"Facebook marry" a dude, then get divorced, and get ignored
But really getting married is a war
Dealing with the in-laws, and you can't pause the torture
Love is something you make the most of, until you're in love with the ghost of
Her or him, depends on which way you bend
I haven't got the shot at love yet, but it's something I recommend
[Verse 2: T. James]
She got that winter smile and that summer a**
Showing 'em off to guys hoping a couple glance
And they glancin, they prancin', dashin into your panties
But they ain't the type to show manners to your family
You're hooked on the s**, they treat you like a prostitute
Show em that Latina love bring 'em to your casa boo
You're tryna get it in so inside you go
You only care for good looks and his size below
f** his morales, and the fact he wants more gals
That's more pals, to go around, better yet to go down
Texting him all day you can't put the phone down
He's chillin' with ho number 2 you're all alone now
But you understand the business
Working out for the fellas, ridin' that dick for some fitness
You got used to being played in a quickness
And any player can used to that thickness
I don't blame 'em I'm just sayin' girl have some dignity
s**ing pipe on a bad day ain't the remedy
The gain of peer pressure was the loss of your virginity
And you want get impregnated, girl you gotta be kidding me
You wouldn't mind if the daddy was a stranger
But how could a devil b**h give birth to an angel?
Pants around his ankles, oh yeah you're really grateful
No matter which angle you see it from, the thought is still painful
And you wonder why your life is pathetic
Like why are the medics here pumping my chest for air
You can't breathe, you were stampede by men tryna plant their damn seed
You want a man who puts the man in manly
But when he strikes you, does that excite you?
Or when he threats you with a gun, a rope and a knife too
You don't know what's going on, but you know what's going off
Your bra and the condom when he wants to go raw
But you like that, oh yeah you like that
You swear you love him but he ain't coming right back
When real life hits you you gotta fight back
Carry love in your life, you'll be on the right track