The beauty of Intellect

Physical attractions to the beautiful bombshell with the skinny waist 

eyes caught, mind displaced, lustful thoughts keep us braced

while we do thank God for creating such beautiful creatures

we surely hope her mind compliments such beautiful features

now we may be infactuated with that ghetto freak shit she be talking

but an empty vessel never breeds a good man, nd beside one, she’ll never be walking 

see cuz after a quick nut or two, we realize that bitch aint no keeper 

lacking intellectual complexity that turns lustful minds into something much deeper

mind boggled, heart swolen, she cant phatom why shes never chosen

forever losing, never diffusing, cuz her articulate thoughts are kept frozen 

and the sad part is, her mind certainly doesnt lack the rigour 

but society never teaches that intellect makes her worthy of something much bigger

somthing much better, much better than aint shit niggas bound to fall at the hand of a trigger 

much better than attitudes, attitudes displaced to fit that of a gold digger

so next time, hopefully she learns to match her ass with a mind that will never quiver

cuz never in a good mans book will the inellectuality of a beautiful female take silver  

-Eric.E

INSECURITY

How do you not see the beauty that i see…

Even in the absence of make up, still as beautiful as beauty can be… 

“You’re just spitting game” oh no, not me…

But i do hope these “sweet” words are strong enough to break your insecurity…

You’re not pleased with the image of your reflection…

Because of rejection?, or your complexion?, or because of all the worthless niggas that haven’t showed your heart real affection?…

Well i say fuck them and any other reason..

Cuz girl to me you’re beautiful in any fucking season..

So next time you look in the mirror please girl do remember…

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, from January, all the way down to December… :)  

-Eric.E

What happened to...

The girls that laughed at the silly jokes… 

The ones worthy of laying next to, after endless strokes… 

The ones tripped up by an affectionate “life story”… 

Nd not at the sight of a well-off inventory… 

The ones that smile to hide the pain… 

Yet strong enough to restrain the inhumane… 

The ones that will  show a little immaturity… 

But Fight nd strive  in the presence of insecurity… 

The girls that show their body respect… 

The ones that don’t break at the brink of neglect… 

The ones that aren’t scared to take a flight… 

Then geek dusk till dawn, morning till night… 

The ones that will forever dare to be different… 

The ones that aren’t PERFECT yet not indifferent…

The ones that don’t necessarily fit the description…

But ar at least close enough to be worth the inscription.. P-H-E-N-O-M-E-N-A-L  W-O-M-A-N…  

So If this is you, Then shoutout to you…

please never change cuz WE do appreciate those little things you do..

-Eric.E

Fuck him...

Fuck him for every time the word “father” is followed by so much hate

Inconsiderate…irresponsible…lying.. dead beat weight

Fuck him for every time he makes you feel worthless and weak

The late nights in bed when your endless tears leak

Fuck him for every time he makes you feel like a disgrace

And all you want is something real to embrace

For every time you wear a smile on your face

Yet your mind couldn’t  be at a much lower place

Fuck him for every time  his words leave you in a gape,

Leave you trapped, with no way to escape

for the countless birthdays with no call

Another devastation added to the disappointment wall

Fuck him for every time he disrespects the other one that gave you life

For all the “fuck you” conversations that begin and end with strife

.. Even though I know his words and actions will never undo

 I will forever be screaming ‘fuck him ‘… with youu

-Eric E

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Late night, deep thoughts, promising myself change

Lies molded by a selfish heart to appear as the truth from long range

Critical opinions silenced for the pleasures of one another

But if you don’t love or respect yourself, why should i even bother

Legs shake, Hearts break, in attempt to express how I feel

I guess that’s an “ain’t shit” nigga’s way of “Keeping shit real”

Succumb to peer pressure, the teenage social enslavement

Afterwards, let my knees dig deep into the unforgiving pavement…. “Lord forgive me..”

Good intensions overshadowed by countless bad decisions

Hard to believe, like I was a blind man talking about his visions

You can’t fathom the immensity of the fuck I do not give

To the women I have wronged, I do hope you find it in your hearts to forgive

It’s hard when you’re drunk with pride nd can only overlook your sins

Or can’t tell the difference like you’re liquored up, in a threesome with twins

My actions hold me down like an Indian enslaved in his caste

Shackles break, I win the race, but still defeated, cuz good men finish last ?

Fuck that cuz “I’ll find me a keeper, find me winner, find me a queen”

Nd even when riled up with darkness, no one can take away that dream

Late night, deep thoughts, promising myself change

lies molded by a selfish heart to appear as the truth from long range

-Eric.E

"BITCHES"..

distortion of an idle mind, lingering thoughts of a broken heart

pain and anger fueled by revenge, as the pieces lay torn apart 

the light of positivity lost in the darkness of negativity 

“FUCK BITCHES” as he locks himself behind the gate of insensitivity  

Although he knows the pieces can only bound together by love and trust

he swears now to never be deviated from the path of lust

cuz if perfect females aint real and real females aint perfect 

he’s better off leaving his dick erect for a dummmy bitch to subject

if “Bitches aint shit”…then never again will he be shot by cupid,

if “Bitches aint shit”…then never again will he be left looking stupid.

-Eric.E

Dear mom...

Dear mom…

to the female power house that gave me life, this is for you

through the countless lessons and fights ,i will forever love you

even though i know i havnt made these 18 yrs worthy of such an exuberance 

bless your soul for staying strong through those 9 motnths of protuberance 

pain and anger fueling arguements of how you’ve lost soo much faith

regretful words spoken, never apologizing for my ‘far from perfect traits’

how could such a product of a son come from multiples of such high decency

never acceptable, like a vending machine’s rejection of crumbled up currency 

but i do apologize for my lack of enthusiasm and apathy

because the last thing i would ever want is to bring your heart agony 

and i know no respectable son would ever bring their life giver so much fears

and i know no respectable son would ever bring their life giver so much tears 

not after the sacrifices and strugles you have gone through

and definitely not after the endless promises i made to you

and as much as we both hate the person i am with the liqour, 

it does aid my satisfaction with the person i see in the mirror

now as you question the actions and decisions you made to get us here

i do promise to be more responsible, nd to my actions, be a better puppeteer 

to the female power house that gave me life, this is for you

i did, still do, and will forever love you…

- Eric.E