prom
he asked me to prom
woooh best friend bday one pieace and color ^.^
“Her eyes are brown and beautiful, yet empty and sad
I used to talk to her occasionally, and she was glad
That I wasn’t just another nigga trying to get in it
So every now and then we’d stop and talk for a minute
I didn’t have a gimmick so the minutes turned to hours
On her birthday, I gave her a poem with flowers
Then I took her out to dinner after her cousin’s baby shower
We talked about, power to the people and such
We spent more time together but it was never enough
I never tried to sneak a touch, or even cop a feel
I was too interested, in keeping it real”
“I’m not even interested” is what her body language would say Everyone around the way, gave up trying to get in it It didn’t matter how good your game was, she wasn’t with it On the block, bitches was jealous, but wouldn’t admit it Talk shit, and deny to everyone that they did it ‘Cause they regreted the long list of niggaz that they let hit it And no one ever gave them shit except McDonald’s and did-dick Smoking weed with thoughts of envy, whenever they lit it She smoked intelligently and they bit it, always trying to copy But when they tried to use her vocab, they sounded sloppy She had a style, all her own, respectful and pure I was sick in the head for her, and there wasn’t a cure
Disciplined, intellectual beauty’s what I desire
crazy little sister eriel , akward pose me , and off guard cuzzin andy
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