Nobody Knows

The secrets behind the social media statuses....

No one on this planet's perfect, no one has it all,
and no one keeps it real no more as if they have at all,
just read between the lines on Facebook and it'll prob'lly show,
the secret lives behind the statuses; nobody knows,

that chick who always hollers how her life is oh so well,
with pictures of her kids all smiling really knows so well,
that in reality she's lonely; kids all misbehave,
she'll perpretrate that fraud until she's sittin in her grave.

The same chick ev'ry weekend with a photo from the club,
big drink in hand she's thinkin "Man, the folks'll show me love",
what she don't say is how her rent is well on 3 months due,
while spendin up her child support; them babies need some shoes,

and sneakers, coats and other clothes she's at another show,
while pictured with her current "boo" but see this mother knows,
she's nothing but this n***a's jumpoff; he's in wedded bliss,
but chasin Facebook fame of course she'd never tell of it.

You also have those n****s so fugazy that it hurts,
in pictures flashin cash while posted up with crazy skirts,
the thing nobody knows is all that money's for the note,
a tricked out S.U.Vehicle and frontin while you're broke.

These cats aint paid their child support and never see their kids,
forever puttin pics on Facebook y'all but peep the biz,
these n****s think they're all first place for father of the year,
their sons don't even know them and their daughter's mother's queer.

I could go on for days about the ways these secrets play,
with people spittin fishyness as if they speak fillet,
and I'm no diff'rent from the masses; only diff'rence is,
I never front like I'm The Wiz of Oz inventin s**t.

As long as social media runs rampant in our lives,
our feet will bare the blisters as we walk the path of lies,
paved solidly by all the "friends" who've long since said good-bye,
if we knew what nobody knows it'd kill em dead; good cry.

©2013
The Cunning Linguist

Author's Note

As I was perusing Facebook one day, I noticed how a particular "friend" always had the perfect pictures and the perfect statuses equating to what she thinks is a perfecy life. Maybe she does, of course your homie T.C.L. looked past that and this piece was born.