Spare Tire

by Black Love Poet

July 6, 2021

Spare Tire by D'Vante Jerrell Chapman aka The Black Love Poet

I got a spare tire that needs changing but these changes I keep going through got me bout to be tired

Strong women wear they heart on they sleeve for a nigga that only want to know if they got pussy for hire

It's mind blowing

Like the air in a tire

She keep blowing him sweet kisses

But he shoots her down everytime

This muhfucka only wanna be with you cuz you cuz you a M.I.L.F., a mother he'd love to fuck

Then, once he done with you, throw you out like spoiled milk

Nigga you probably an L.D.H.A.M., a little dick having ass muthafucka

Bitch ass nigga go suck on yo Mama Titty oh I forgot that hoe so old and dusty now her titties probably got spoiled rotten milk just like yo ass

Spoiled rotten

For the real bruthas and sistas out there that are ready to spark change let's stand together as one nation under the Father's protection

Remember, Isaiah 54:17 says no weapon formed against us shall prosper

We can do all things through Christ

Philippians 4:13

Tired of all these wanna be hood niggas talking about I'm applying for this new drug dealing position and you compromising my authority

Not like the compromising position you bout to be in

When you get sent to prison

Did you not know

Or did you skip that movie 🎥 🍿 scene

I got faith unseen with 20/20 vision

Tired of seeing the homeless beg for spare change and you pass them up and view them in your rear view

Then, when they get hosed down

You niggas wanna act like you care now

You clowns 🤡 be hoes now

Maybe y'all the ones need to be dicked down by a strong black woman

I guess you'll never catch that shade

Cuz you little boys cut the lights out to opening your minds in elementary

I guess knowledge skipped yo generation like how Adam should have skipped that Apple 🍏 tree🌲

I'm a stand that needs to be laid on

Everytime I give my wife this weedwacker my energizer bunny battery pack be lasting Ford strong ✊🏾 💪 cuz it's built tough

I'm a beast 🦍 in the bedroom and a natural born Leader and King 🤴🏾 out here in the streets

And my beautiful black queen 👸🏽 whom I love ❤️ and adorn stands by my side as we pray, March, walk, talk, and fight together

We are the revolution

When I give her my long dick, she call it her jet plane ✈️ cuz it got high and long mileage that she can ride for hours on end, and fly to Heaven and back down to earth 🌍 over and over repeatedly for about the first 48 hours

Then the the next 48 hours I pick her up out the water 🚿 water 💦, hold her in my arms, and mop up her tears with my cloth, the rest of the week we back on the flight to Heaven and Xstacy

These niggas be jealous too over zealous to see us break

Something Has to Break

But it won't be us, it will be the chains that the enemy has over us

Hop on board this love 💕 train 🚆

Don't let go

Have you begging for mo

I pray for better days and a better tomorrow

I hold it down at home, for my wife, and my community guess I'm like the black Joshua Morrow

Oh, I forgot you too young and restless to understand the analogy

My apologies

Tired of seeing people beg for spare change

If you were in their shoes 👞 👠, would you feel their pain?

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