Black Eyes, Blue Heart

Saturday night

Smiles delicate as petals
blowing in the wintry wind
Eyes as soft as the appearance of snow
yet just as cold
She seems to need me now

Constantly I ride wit my niggas
through innercity streets
totin innercity heat
flowin to innercity beats
walk into the spot
see more ass than a seat
let the vodka flow
gotta get mo'
gotta flip mo'
shit than a little bit
playin spades with thoroughbreds
can't get it in my head
why I left this life in the first place
Can feel my heart race
as that pretty brown across the room
smiles at me slyly
foxy brown wit thick brown
got dat vibe that get you thinkin...

She stares at the images
flashing as a dream
ice watering her tastebuds
as they fight numbness from gin
he never loved me
she says introspectively
looking through her phone
hoping that someone would call
to let her know she is loved

The night is still young
shorty shorty too drunk to chill
got her back in her room
wants me to stay at get a thrill
but I gotta get back to my own crib
don't want regrets on my conscious
but it was great while it lasted
reach into my pocket
feel the wrapped piece of plastic
go back to my room where the night gets real placid
now that I'm here
Let me be real
I'm so alone in my world
try to be a playa
but all I really want is a girl
scratch that, woman that will make me feel
better than did
with her cause if i don't find her
than mistakes are what is made
and I refuse to go back
so I can only go forward
only God knows where that leads
but what is behind me I don't want anymore