lil more love.

NEW POEM
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The phone is not my friend.

I'm not a phone person anymore, really. I don't know why, but something about talking on the phone is overrated. I'd rather talk to you face-to-face or text. =/ Weird huh? I guess. The last person I was worried about calling all the time was Katherine. I guess things are different when I have a gf. Then I want to call her as much as possible...but as for everything else, it's like, ehh. So don't be offended when I say I don't want to talk to you on the phone or anything. It's just kind of... boring for me. Unless you're a REALLY interesting person. Even then I'm like... EH.

That being said, I'm looking to fill 2 spots in my Fave5. lmao! So yeah, if you think you're good conversation apply now. lol

'this is my time and i don't even think your clock is on...'

Man, I've been bumping Drake something serious the past few days. Him and Wale. Wale gets me hype and Drake gets me in that "true emcee" mood. Dude is seriously RAW. But anyway, tan-ugh and i are starting a website. It's not up yet though! But expect it will be the realest. "realism".

Uhm, I updated Flickr. Slowly starting the addiction...damnit Lizzy!

2nd Uhm....Bill Cosby is making a rap album? gtfo. That shit is going to be heatrock, just wait. lmaoajsanfao!

Speaking of heatrock...this song. Amazing. I love it. Get on it. Mary is the shit, I never knew, I confess.Mary J. Blige ft. Method Man - All I Need.m4a

Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me

For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me

Nuttin make a man feel better than a woman

Queen with a crown that be down for whatever

There are few things that's forever, my lady

We can make war or make babies

Back when I was nothin

You made a brother feel like he was somethin

That's why I'm with you to this day boo no frontin

Even when the skies were gray

You would rub me on my back and say "Baby it'll be okay"

Now that's real to a brother like me baby

Never ever give my cootie away and keep it tight aight

And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live

In a fat ass crib with thousands of kids

Word life you don't need a ring to be my wife

Just be there for me and I'ma make sure we

Be livin in the effin lap of luxury

I'm realizing that you didn't have to funk wit me

But you did, now I'm going all out kid

And I got mad love to give, you my nigga

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