The Emotional Cry
Inside of my soul is emptiness
I can't get rid of this
all of this emotional relationship sh!t
made me unstable naw I ain't tellin fables
but listen & look into my eyes more deeply
my heart feels so cold now
the Pope or catholic priest couldn't reach me
reach one teach one
I hear evil but I don't see none
and whats worst in like 8 months
I might have a lil daughter or son
and truth be told I can't stand my baby muva
I regret ever speaking to her Damn!
when we was loving I wish I would've used a rubber
she's the reason that I need a brake from the female species
I don't know whats worst dealing wit someone
who could physically or emotionally beat me
right now I swear I just need to be by my lonesome
I been on the frontline long enough
she's the reason that I no longer believe in love
truthfully speaking if I wasn't a poet
I'd probably feed myself a slug
Now look in my eyes can't you see the emotional flood
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