I'm no drug dealer. I work a nine to five and own a small business. Hasn't produced millions thus far but still I am a man who believes in the grind.The grind that doesn't glorify the poisoning of my people with the same evils that once had me possessed, chasing the sequal to no success, hearing the devils every breath as he'd subliminally speak
"follow me, i'll lead you."
But I walked away. Pray that I stay away.
Shall we go deeper?
I'm no thug. Though i've often been cited in these streets. My persona remains so humble and meek, you'd think we knew one another forever apon our first meet and greet. These wars zones more like home, to an extent my comfort zone, leaving me feeling at times like i'm in too deep. So attached yet trying to escape these hostile environments most in need of love and peace. Running for my life from a life i've known since the day I could skip to my own beat. In love with the song vibrating club speakers, yet as I enter the club I see signs on the wall that read You'll soon be deceased. A wise man once told me
Shall we go deeper?
I'm no thug. Though i've often been cited in these streets. My persona remains so humble and meek, you'd think we knew one another forever apon our first meet and greet. These wars zones more like home, to an extent my comfort zone, leaving me feeling at times like i'm in too deep. So attached yet trying to escape these hostile environments most in need of love and peace. Running for my life from a life i've known since the day I could skip to my own beat. In love with the song vibrating club speakers, yet as I enter the club I see signs on the wall that read You'll soon be deceased. A wise man once told me
"Son you'll never be able to blow out the lights in the streets. You'll die trying but they'll continue to shine as your soul sleeps."
Still temptation taunts me as I approach the end of the work week. With that said I ask that your prayer for me be.............................................That I stay away.
Shall we go deeper?
I'm no pimp. I dont even like lobster & shrimp. hah. The lust of my eye however still has a thing for the way she moves her hips. The lust of my flesh still evident at times with what proceeds from my lips as I express to her the satisfaction i'd take in giving her body a kiss. The pride of life still at times has me feeling like im the shhhhh!! Easy to find that prize at the bar. No ribbon, just her waiting, oh and a few hennesy sips. Can't help but to laugh at the devil and his tricks. Trying to make me the trick. You see I buy her a drink, she gives me the goods, that's me paying for a service which makes her a prostitute, and me a TRICK. This the reason as of late i've let the hennesey sit. Stearing away from locations where many single women sip. You see, even alcohol free you can be drunk in lust, and with one of those women I may want to sit. So instead I SIT! .............at home with my pen and my pad. If not home, front and center in church with the best friend i've ever had. I sense the devil getting mad, more and more with each day. Trying to test my loyalty to my God with the women he throws my way. No one is all work and no play. So I may throw a word or two their way. But my heart is locked and being prepaired for the one Jesus has for me one day. With that said I ask that you just...............................just pray.
Jermaine G.
Shall we go deeper?
I'm no pimp. I dont even like lobster & shrimp. hah. The lust of my eye however still has a thing for the way she moves her hips. The lust of my flesh still evident at times with what proceeds from my lips as I express to her the satisfaction i'd take in giving her body a kiss. The pride of life still at times has me feeling like im the shhhhh!! Easy to find that prize at the bar. No ribbon, just her waiting, oh and a few hennesy sips. Can't help but to laugh at the devil and his tricks. Trying to make me the trick. You see I buy her a drink, she gives me the goods, that's me paying for a service which makes her a prostitute, and me a TRICK. This the reason as of late i've let the hennesey sit. Stearing away from locations where many single women sip. You see, even alcohol free you can be drunk in lust, and with one of those women I may want to sit. So instead I SIT! .............at home with my pen and my pad. If not home, front and center in church with the best friend i've ever had. I sense the devil getting mad, more and more with each day. Trying to test my loyalty to my God with the women he throws my way. No one is all work and no play. So I may throw a word or two their way. But my heart is locked and being prepaired for the one Jesus has for me one day. With that said I ask that you just...............................just pray.
Jermaine G.
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