Pu55y N1ggas

Abuse/lying/absentee men.

Haul a*s for ya life, see there’s an outbreak like the flick,
instead of coughs and monkeys there’s outrageous flaky s**t,
that’s brewed inside the Bricks and all around so take a sip,
these niggaz swear they’re hard forever actin straight the b***h.

I’m sure you know this type of dude; they’re never down with me,
the type that hit the bathroom and they go sit down and pee,
their street cred’s all they have, at least that’s how it seems to me,
until I look around and see the blatant clownery.

There’re children raising children; where is Daddy? They don’t know,
these p*****s makin plans, the kids’ll wait but they don’t show,
and then will take his woman’s kids to eat and to a show,
I call these Mickey D a*s niggaz fatherhood to go.

You also have those p***y niggaz quick to pitch a fit,
they’ll sip a fifth of Cris and use their fists to hit on chicks,
for what they may insist to be unzipping of the lips,
or other hints of bullshit, p***y n***a get a grip.

They have the pregnant wife and plus the girlfriend on the way,
to hurry up and have those babies; fetus on delay,
but cuddled next to wifey is just where they’re gonna stay,
they better hope that God feels merciful; they oughta pray.

They zip the finest whips throughout the hood like rabbits race,
all kitted down but living up in mama’s attic space,
they call themselves some men and yet they have to scavenge dates,
by sneaking past their mommies’ pets; I see the cat’s awake.

Won’t knock ya hustle p***y n***a, go on, do the do,
the truth I know is way too much to ask a fool like you,
a muthafuckin loser yet you’re steady talking smack,
you’re just not worth the time so go ahead, talk to my back.

My ladies hold ya head, continue pushin up with ease,
and please don’t let the menstrual cramps of p*****s such as these,
deter you from attempting to acquire just what’s best,
there’re good men out there if you’re lookin; still some of us left.

So hurry up and d****e those p*****s cause they’re rotten stink,
it be that way sometimes cause if you really stop and think,
there’s nothing worse than funky p***y; call it more than right,
so once you clean that twat out baby, haul a*s for ya life!

©2011
The Cunning Linguist

Author's Note

This effort was written in 2011 for a good friend in a bad situation. To me, there's nothing more worse than a man that bullies women. The name for these cats is "Pu55y N1gga". Sorry for the language, again it was very necessary.