I am an artist. I am a revolutionary. But most importantly, I am a man. This is my story…as it stands right now. The rest is unwritten.
By C.M.P. of CMPerceptions, Inc.
(Original Song: Stay By Nas of Ill Will Records)
A little wine.
A lot of sin.
In the church of lust, she was glad to attend.
She came out with her desire so I’m going in.
Hands & fingers brush.
Captivated by scents, ensnared by your touch.
Peeped you from afar and you knew I was gonna crush.
You whispered in my ear plainly you just wanna…..
This is such a rush.
I was speeding toward my destiny til i saw you then you got me stuck.
I would say no more sex, you would say cool.
Next day, back at it like day school
On a weekday.
You’d seek after our gathering like a sweepstakes.
Despite cheap dates & even cheaper time.
We would convo briefly then you would show your spine.
Angel of seduction, sinful yet so divine.
I hope this doesn’t catch up with me because you’re SO fine.
Saxophones & candles, moonlit walks.
Soft kisses in between a hard talk.
A talk about affairs of the heart.
A raider of chambers, picking locks in the dark.
Yet what’s done in darkness always comes to light.
My soul says no but the feeling’s so right.
I look to the Heavens & say Lord just one night.
One turns to two, I’m so dumb right?
A woman like you only wants right now
With no regard for God’s laws so I pipe down
And silhouettes of sex are next, hormones are hype now
You see me as a stallion, no gun when I’m grabbin’ magnums.
You think I’m handsome, I think you are a beauty pageant.
The allure of your hips got me HOT like the breath of a dragon.
Achievements look good on your resume
but babe… you’d look even better on top of me.
When we are one, I’d rather be no place else
Yet we separate I feel like half of myself.
I think I snorted lines & even hit the needle
Because I’m addicted to you, to last night I need a sequel.
Shoot me picture messages so I can see a prequel.
Head hangin’ low as I pass by steeples
How can I talk revolution to a world of sheeple
When I’m caught up in the rapture between your legs because my body needs you?
I sacrificed time & the art life got blurred
When I saw you brush pass me with those kind of curves.
A man’s kryponite, even the forbidden fruit.
Tis’ the nature of man to desire what we aren’t suppose to do.
You got me red hot then I’m kind of blue.
You say we should be friends then that’s kind of thru.
So many relations, let’s start a relationship
But I can’t trust you, I just like to taste your lips.
You wanna cry tears but still want me to take a tip
Into the ride right inside of your vacant hips.
We are dyfuctional! We should have never started!
I got these memories from my dearly departed.
My third eye wants clarity yet in departments
Or corridors of my mind are scarred by these hidden compartments.
I’m enchained by you & I need to break free!
You know what I want but I know what I need.
I know condoms break so I don’t wanna have seeds
Especially since extascy comes before tradegy.
We opened pandora’s box & now its hard to close.
I want to flee this youthful lust, LORD u gotta know!
Sin pleases for a season but I gotta grow.
I sacrifice this pleasure so peace love, I gotta go.
The Whirlwind blows & it calls me.
I know I hurt you babe. For that I’m sorry.
To every girl to whom this story may ring a bell,
hours of heaven just to get scars from hell.
These are various past encounters mixed into this cocktail
For you to sip slow & listen…and learn well.
Scars are the cost of sin because you rebelled.
Beware forbidden fruit found in between legs & hotels…
until you’re married…then on that ice cream you can pop a cherry.