Hobosexual

You use sex to live as a means to pay Attention not to mention evade escape Any responsibility in bills mortgage or rent Pretending to love like you are heaven sent You’re good at what you do making lovers a fool Only thing you own between your legs a tool Like butter your words melt like moth to flame You sleep earn your keep playing mind games Often attractive at least in their ebony eyes But what if wisdom strikes they denim decide To face teal truth look within them within you find what is worthy of being used blue truth You say you watch the kids instead of work Not to say homemaker’s job isn’t God’s work But you’re not an asset rather a dependent You’re healthy not wealthy without even tent Too lazy to work you don’t even panhandle The nerve to be a jerk feelings manhandled You’re like a lime leech sucking money green And resources you eat don’t provide anything You must grow inside pull your own weight Have you ever tried to be an adult any day Mental health issues are no excuse to fake If I see you others do too make honest way