Well, you're always flaunting
These supposed "hoes"
But keeping up is daunting and
I know that deep down that's still haunting
You
You
You've been doing this since 2020
You ain't gonna be in your 20s forever
Saying you got a Bentley
Saying you got plenty
What's to brag bout that?
You live in the land of the whores
You live in the land of the superficial
Everyone firing shots like a pistol
How does that make you special?
Ohoh
Keep collecting women
Like Pokemon thinking you got enough game to turn them on
But women these days just need validation
Say enough
Say the right things
Women these days just spread the legs out
On display
For a price
Cha ching
Say you got that bling
Bling
Don't think it affects me
It doesn't impress me
Who cares if someone wants you for money
For attention
For clout
Maybe I'm the odd one out
But I would rather be cared about
For who I am
Without flashy things... Without being sought after for my body
Yeah
What are you out to win?
To prove?
Who do you think will actually love you
For you
If you lost everything ?
Who's going to lift you when you're at your lowest...
Maybe you need to refocus...
I think you already know this
you think it's impressive
To have more "bitches" to take to bed
But that shit rots your head
See what's left in the brain
When you give into empty things
You– you are
Never gonna be fulfilled
Trying to fill a void
Toying with people like they are possessions
But I'm not gonna be the one to teach you that lesson
You'll figure out one day
Well these days
What is more impressive is to be in a healthy relationship
And not playing the games
Players play
On the field even when they've past the age
Oh come on
Come on man...
Aren't you getting a little old to be bragging bout the same things?
Why don't you acquire some depth
Before you expire in death...
There is no more jealous temperament I have to show for you
I don't care
Cause it is guys like you that got me thinking
Every man is gonna be a whore...
you still got me paranoid that every guy I like is gonna post a girl in spite of me for every minor fight... well these things are
Shallow not an ocean shore...
it's irony that you call me a whore
Well it's irony you call me
This and that...
But
I don't care any more
I'm looking for something deeper
Then you can give
I'm wanting something longer
Then the span of a mood swing
Oh
Most are wanting more then a one-night stand
Cause in the end
You just end up standing alone
So keep
Flaunting
Keep walking
Keep talking talking
I am indifferent
Cause every man these days has got girls in their dms
Pics in their cloud
How is that an impressive thing ?
What is that to brag about?
When it's so much harder to keep something deep
When it's so much harder
To keep something healthy
When its so much easier
To act petty and toxic
Especially when you've lost it...
I am over your talk talk
So just walk walk.
Just another man
Calling me a whore
You should go out and explore
Different avenues of living that aren't gonna feel empty
Which is why you don't feel like you belong
Cause you just keep emptying out your true identity
Why do you try to convince yourself
This is who you are?
I know you can be better than being a copy and paste
Of everyone with a similar bought face...
Oh
Find yourself..
Find your true identity
And not who's in your circle
Stop trying so hard to fit a shape that's not you
This isn't you...
||| I am really tired of seeing people being treated like possessions, conquests,or just numbers, or just using people in general... This does not just include men. Women do it too, more so for financial gain... but still... I guess it's not my place to say it's wrong to have that kind of lifestyle... I just don't want my friends or I to be treated that way.... It also seems like an unfufilling way to live. This isn't even coming from a feminist view... I just think it doesn't really offer any true and lasting happiness on either side. ||||
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