I shouldn’t worry about how these brothers treat their women,
But I do, because I too, have been affected by the sins of a fuck nigga,
The fuck nigga moves in quietly, crafty like a killer,
Aiming for her heart, then she bleeds when he pulls the trigger,
Its a fact that every time a fuck nigga survives,
The chances for a good dude to find love slowly but surely dies,
Because you changed her, she’s gone and no one heard her cries,
Now she refuses to let a good guy in no matter how hard he tries,
So fuck nigga understand the ramifications of your actions,
You’ve sent a good girl to a place where she cannot come back from,
To a place where she can’t love, so she ignores good chemistry,
To a place where there is no trust and every nigga is her enemy,
To a place of cynicism where she lacks the confidence,
In the sincerity of a brother who delivers her a compliment.
She thinks that it is a ploy to get between her legs,
So she turns their words against them and says they’re playing with her head,
Even when he treats her well she says, “All guys are good in the beginning”,
She’s put up this wall to her heart and he continues digging,
But he feel there’s no chance of winning; he just don’t know what to do,
But he realized she’s not the issue, the problem lies with you,
I shouldn’t worry about how these brothers treat their women,
But I do, because I too, have been affected by the sins of a fuck nigga,
A fuck nigga by my definition is not the dude who sleeps around,
It’s the type who tells a girl he loves her just so he can pound,
That shit drives me crazy; I swear that I could to lose it,
Next time someone says “I love you” try telling them to prove it,
‘Cause now he’s looking stupid, he’s giving her his all,
Doing all the right things, but he’s still behind this wall,
Not a wall of bricks, or steel, or wood, these things can be battered,
I’m speaking of a wall of pain and frustration, and a heart that has been shattered,
And the pieces can’t be gathered, she is lost to the world,
She’ll never give her all again; he’s settling for half the girl,
I shouldn’t worry about how these brothers treat their women,
But I do, because I too, have been affected by the sins of a fuck nigga.
The realization I’ve come to terms with is alarming yet insightful,
There is not a “fuck nigga gene” I believe that it is a cycle,
A fuck nigga hurts a good girl, the good girl shuts down her feelings,
A good dude comes along, but she’s too far gone for healing,
So the good dude in all his pain, placed in a bad position,
Gives up being good, and HE becomes a fuck nigga,
So it’s an endless cycle, don’t let it happen to you,
Let a good guy in, or he might become a fuck nigga soon…

When i see him, i look at his face, his muscles of his back against his shirt, his eyes, his warm hands. And i breathe in, loving the memories that flash by of what could of been, and what should of been. I open my eyes once more, and snap back to reality, walking along, feeling alone once more.

slicklikeagato:

I know your type I know your kind
You’re (quick to back down)
You be leaving when its drama (quick to back down)
Fucking fake ass nigga
(quick to back down)
Solve your conflict nigga you’re
(quick to back down)
You, your whole crew you’re
(quick to back down)
Yall don’t want none of this you’re
(quick to back down)
And I hate yall niggas you’re
(quick to back down)
Solve your conflict nigga you’re
(quick to back down)