Do You Have Any Plans Tonight?
The world is filled with bitches.
Women got beauty confused with skin hanging out their britches.
Hoes, tricks, and sluts. No longer judged by the expression on one's face
but
what looks good on their butt.
Love or temptation, loyality or trust.
Sex or lust, am I just talking about women or am I talking about US!
Men run around shirtless then call women bitches and tell them that they're worthless.
Women run around dam near skirtless flashing ass at men telling them boy you ain't worth this.
I don't think I'll ever understand it. We all want romance, sometimes it gets hard not to demand it.
If I reached out for you
would you leave me single handed?
Love is patient and kind,
love bears all,
believes all,
hopes all,
endures all things.
How is it possible to plan it?
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