Four Letter Misconception


Girl you know I-I-I-I love you,
But did you know that I love them other ones too?
This is true, so what you really know,
All you really know is the silly show that’s put on in front your face,
Empty words and misguided love embodied in a person now living in your place,
Eating your food and ruining your good mood,
Until the day comes and they say “baby, I think we need some space.”
Honestly, how can someone who claims you have their heart?
All of a sudden need “time a part.”
This is quite confusing and I often find myself losing,
My train of thought on issues I thought that better choosing could eradicate,
I mean better choosing after you had a date,
Alright, alright, maybe you can’t judge someone in the first 5 minutes of an encounter,
But if you spend the last 4 minutes spread over the counter,
Then I have no words for you.

Now jumping into the bigger picture, what is love now-a-days?
Buying things, saying things, doing things,
Well then why is it one day these things change?
You go from being loving, caring and compassionate to,
“Man I’m just trying to smash in it,”
Then just not giving a half a shit and fuck what happens,
And excuse my words but I’d rather you excuse your actions,
Right out the door,
So this big misconception of love won’t happen no more.

Yea I call it a misconception and I put my foot down,
Oh you doubt me, then why is it so much conception and so little fathers around?
And please don’t say fast, “oh but he loves me,”
So why does each day pass and you still are a ring less “wifey”?
But that doesn’t even matter, because marriages aren’t immune,
To the misconception we assume,
Life will be perfect as bride and groom,
Little did others know it was because a baby was in the womb,
Now you’ll live a life of gloom because chances are you’ll be divorced in 3 to 7 years,
After which explaining to all your peers,
“Oh she was a hoe” and “he was a dog” but ya’ll know the truth that ya’ll hide in fears.

You see it’s funny how we love someone until someone better comes along,
In the beginning you seem so powerful and strong that you will see it to the bitter end,
And then the bitter end unfortunately set in,
The spark is gone and yea you’re a little sad,
You fear losing something but in such instances you can’t lose something you never had,
You wrecked your Benz and shorty doesn’t come around anymore,
Then you never had them,
You stopped giving up the butt and homie don’t call anymore,
Then you never had them.

Trust me, I’m not against love, but look at how it’s presently shown,
4 minutes until I lose my love to the unknown,
Torn between being dogged or being alone,
Stuck having them in my mind and not my phone,
Being so sick of thinking of them in my bed and my home,
Now I gotta leave and gotta go with a sad moan,
It’s to the point I have to let it burn because I’m in love with strippers and my ass is grown.

Man what happened?
What happened to the old days where “Girl you know I-I-I-I love you” was a way of life,
When you would close the door and turn off the lights to your future or present husband or wife,
When 1,000 kisses was never enough,
And all I wanted to do was get next to you and get a little rough,
When you had a song in your head that went La La and it meant you loved me with every motion,
I knew it was a love TKO because I would second that emotion,
Not caring how you get here because when you made it I get so weak,
And before I’d let you go I let you know I was here to the end of the road and you’re all I need and seek.

You see now that I’m not anti-love,
I love “love”, for it I have a passion,
And because of that I’m not going to hold anger to girls, who switch guys like fashion,
I’ve been hurt 100 times in the past and I’ll probably be hurt 100 times more,
I expect the pain because I know at the end good things are in store,
I keep my head up because I learned one thing from the past before the future sets in,
And it’s that history repeats itself,
Those real love and passionate times will come back around again.

5/11/2006