I had dreams of fuckin’ an R’n’B bitch like Mya when I saw dat ass on a front of that King!
Sides on the side
And once again… Coco!
RIP Mike Brown
The epitome of alluring beauty
Guess it’s just the fury of man
Became a monster, on top of the world, never fallin
I’m as real as they come, from day one, forever ballin.”
I just want my girl to know that my natural instincts stopped once I said I love her. I made a decision to be a “good guy”. I know that fucking a lot of women is bad for her. She don’t want it. She wants commitment and she wants monogamy and I give it to her and I just want her to know that, I want her to value the sacrifice. All I want is for women to understand what we are. We want a lot of fucken women.
It’s like being a fisherman, you go out there and try to catch fish. You catch the fish and you show it to your friends, you take a picture, you look at it, and you throw it back in the water. Your girl is a fish that jumped back on the boat after you threw it in the water. Because you caught her, she keeps jumping back on your boat.
Usually some fish get the idea they swim back into the ocean and hope you come back again to catch them but the fish that’s in your life was just flapping around your boat. She ran all the other fish off.
At some point you tell her “Look my job is to catch fish”
And she goes “What the fuck, is that all I am to you?”
And as a man that has this dichotomy, you say “No, no I’m not a piece of shit. You’re the last fish. I wanted to catch you”
Now you’re dating and in love and your girl says “Now that you love me…why do you still have your boat? And why do you still have your pole? And all your bait?”
And you say “So are you saying you want me to stop being what I was to get you? What that means, when I stop being what I am, you start to look at me and say “You aint even got a boat, that guy has a boat, you used to be this great fisherman”