The Pain

See I'm a single black male, dark hair, dark eyes

Long walks through a park and a lot of them lives

I'm a little bit shaded by a lot of what I see

So if you're still interested you should come get at me

Cause I'm tired of getting shot down, put down and dissed

I want to be picked up, held tight and kissed

But things like these don't happen to dudes like me

Because I'm more Coldplay than I am Ice-T

They say that good girls love bad guys and that might be

But a bad girl with a good guy, that's unlikely

So what's a man to do to get to hold hands with you?

Do I talk shit and stand and look hard with my crew?

I don't know what to do, so I drown in my drink

It helps to numb the pain, cause when I sit and think about it

Eyes get clouded, thoughts get crowded (thoughts get clouded)

So I'ma sit right here, wait for you to talk about it

In the come on

Said she had a boyfriend, just trying to be nice

But I've heard the same lines from different women all night

Too easy let down, but don't let it get you down

Shit, that's what my boys told me, but end of the night

I was still sitting lonely, if only I could find 'em

Without all the drama, without the one-liners

Excuse me miss, hey mam, you got a man, what's ya name?

I'm in my mid-twenties so enough with the games

Simply put I think you're stunning, and what about some kids?

A couple dogs, a couple cars, a four bedroom crib?

Look, I'm not trying to jib, I'm just speaking from the heart

But we can start with a drink if you want to play it smart

She looking at my boy who got two kids at home and

I know how it goes, here's his number telephone and

He does the girl's turf, and I know you're smelling on him

But every bitch needs a dog, so I guess that's why you want him

I try to be subtle, but even flirting got me shooked

I would never get a smile, all I got was dirty looks

And my self-esteem is low enough, I got teased growing up

And what I do, I beat 'em up, but that only made me tough

It didn't get me girls, or notes in class

Same girls who used to tell, when I would pinch their ass

But if another boy did it, then they would get gritty

So I pretended the handball was their face when I hit it

And I admit it's part the reason why I'm do em like I do

And women in my life, there has only been two

My mother being one, and the other one is done

So my philosophy on dating is; ain't no fun

Cause they come and they go, and even if they don't cum

They still have to go, girl I give the best head

But you just wouldn't know, cause you stuck up in some diddy

But even if you dissed me, I ain't mad