I'm tired of hearing Some of these women From the beginning Feeling entitled to men who accomplished what they need.
Having a long list of standards They haven't met And some of them probably never meet
He has to make 6 figures Has to have excellent credit While you can't keep a job and your credit is shot
He has to have no kids While you have plenty He has to finish college While you have not
He has to have a nice car Because yours keeps breaking down He must stay loyal While you mess with your ex
He has to bring you the world And all things in it So you can toss it out And ask for snacks
Yet, but still things get real, You have flaws Let's not forget
He has to deal with your self proclaimed "craziness" And disrespectful mouth and still hand you all the respect
Then you brag about being spoiled And have a bad attitude And how he hasn't left yet
But I'm sorry baby girl In all actuality A woman of his equal He probably hasn't met
He has to work his full shifts Accept endless O, T, To pay all the bills And expensive trips
Just to come home To no home cooked meal Yet you provide excessive lip
He has to play daddy With no kids of his own Because your kids' dad wont claim them
And when he asks you something As small as some of his favorites You can't even name them
Out of all that he does for you Bending over backwards all the time All you really want to do is to shame him
And when things don't go right Inside of your life You just find a way to blame him
And now he is stuck Trying to figure out why he has to pay for what your ex did And when you start to realize he's not the same him
Well, that was your fault You stayed where you didn't belong Thinking you can change him
Now the man you prayed to GOD to send your way Because you knew you deserved better Got with you and realizes he does too And a woman of his equal He wants to go get her
Because you laugh at his dreams You think it is cute to be mean And play victim when he goes astray
But he has no use for verbal abuse And those egotistical games that you play
See, you have to stop thinking You're GOD's gift to man When all you bring to the table is sex
Men have endless battles daily to continue to come home to stress
And when he leaves You better believe All those credentials you wanted Are tagged only to his name
And now you are stuck Claiming you do not give a fuck When clearly you are accustom to lame
The term, "Nice guys finish last" I've heard in the past And unfortunately, it seems to be true
You may think you're bad But that's just a fad If nothing else comes with you
You see, being attractive on the surface Serves no purpose If there is no personality to match
And all the negativity that comes with you Just is not worth it for a good man in reality to be attached
You say hoes are winning But that's just the beginning Of the many excuses To make you feel like you are above
If you can't reciprocate what you think you deserve Then you are just not ready for love
People want what they can's have Reach but can't grab And if that is the case Put it back on the shelf
And those credentials you want your real man to have You need to start acquiring them yourself
You see, life don't goes as expected Which its smart to have a "Plan B" And C And D And E
Not another man But those plans that solely involve "Me"
So before you chant, "there are no good men" Make sure that men of that caliber are your equal
Or, you will be forever stuck Not knowing the end to your, "Men ain't shit" sequel
See, you want the ring, the life, the things, the love and title too But when it comes to kings They are only wifeing queens They feel their entitled too
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