shorty

Catch and toss the latest trend, for the best thing you can do is pretend. Slanted eyes minimize the creative force that lies, within yourself. You say jock I say "inspiration," liberation in your soul when you're in control you'll be the only one left standin. Unique and gifted she and her aren't the same the other chick's mind's twisted. The better man chooses the latter, loves her now then leaves her after. Her fault she looked this good, she dressed up not knowin what would. She's just another shorty around the way, lookin for love in the oddest places. She dropped out of school no kids but a job, no plans for her life but in pursuit of love. Her favorite things are goin outdoors and spendin money on things that make her life seem great...she goes on, dates with this guy, and that guy, and Mr. Right-Now, I dunno but she seems pretty damn happy somehow. "Let's go for a stroll at the park," she says. "And eat hotdogs and drink 99 cent Arizona Ices Teas." Content she acts. But still I see, she feels used and misplaced, bruised from experiences she's always endured. What's to come with this girl that clearly needs to be a woman? Lives with mom, a job, no plans for her life but in pursuit of love?...Still the other chick doesn't know any better, won't know any better, even though her hair is better. Highly educated she fuckin swears she made it! Slept with A.Rod thinkin she hot but really she's tainted. She got money yeah, she's really no different. She on the hustle daily. Works 9-5 days thinkin that's the way, straight outa college worked from august til may, for CEO chumps, every weekend another random hump, from corporate dudes in late nite "dates." She's the ish she got what it takes to be...a ho. She movin up the ladder, to get that next promotion. "Miss Independent" you say? I call her "oil or lotion." See, she's no better. Won't know any better. Even though her dress is better. I'd take shorty any day. Because a woman who is made can't be made. She settled for money for which she truly paid. Unlike my shorty, broke as a mule cause she dropped outa school, empty hands no checks in the bank. Her mind's pure and her canvas is blank. We'll paint it together. Make her life just a lil bit better. Maybe she can even get that dress and hair. Or somethin gowned and white to wear. Shorty is my love cause her love is free, even if she only just settle with me.