i wrote a new song today.. its completed..
its about how girls hold a monopoly on all things feminine.. the thought behind it is.. what if ur a dude who loves a woman's presence, her hips, her curves, her feminine attributes.. but u've been hurt by girls.. u realize girls hold a lease on boobies.. u can't get boobs from wal-mart.. u can't go out and head straight to the "sweet nurturing friend" aisle.. if u want any of the benefits of a woman then u have to go through a woman to get it well, actually no.. wal-mart boobs DO exist.. its called prostitution.. but the song is still relevant because the existence and continuing relevance of prostitution is indicative of the problems men deal with.. in having a huge desire for something that can be so elusive "i give up trying to figure yall out... if i show u my credit card will u act wife-like?" right now i'm lookin for beats.. if i can't find one i'll make one small segment: ever since puberty its all about u and me/ tru indeed- i’m nothin more than a dude with needs/ what i need?- please… yall chicks got it/ thas y yall command all this profit/ with that said.. yall rockin a monopoly/ whatever happened to- your love don’t cost a thing?/ to live heaven-like a man needs a sexy wife/ but i’m stressed at life, look how high shortie set the price!/
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