Hmm…Passing judgment no not I
See you’re only looking at it through a hurtful eye
I show no pity I merely speak my mind
And if the shoe fits….well slip it on and wear it
You see I have no problem with a man opening his heart
But My God get some joy set yourself apart
Because I AM TIRED of the constant need to tell me your story
Pick up the pieces and move on
So many men and women alike
Just waddle in a depressed state of mind
I refuse to give heed to the nonsense of a generation held captive by self
So depict me as the villain if you must
Because I still got my happiness that you can trust
God doesn’t give rainy days
We create them ourselves by living our own ways
So don’t put it back on our Creator
Let a man be bold and brash
I don’t care if his hearts in the trash
The way he lives is by choice
And if I was speaking on that situation then that’d be my voice
But today I felt like verbalizing my irritation
So your need to speak your offence that was taken
Is not needed.
I’m not here to lift nobody out of junk that they’ve created themselves
I had to pick my face up just like everybody else
Stop wallowing Man-Up and put the punk down
I’d rather be a skunk sending out a stench that’s recognizable
Then a Pussy-Cat that wonders lifelessly around town.