SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY I hear a train coming and brothas are coming thru. That dame has opened up her legs to more than "a few." You say she's a ****, but you have no problem stabbing those guts. She opens her legs and smiles with her lips, But you still didn't check the temperature of those burning hips. Ok, I agree, she's a ****, But what does that make you...her burning mut? This double standard crap got you thinking she wrongl So you still walking around thinking you long. The fact of the matter is...you're a **** too. I don't care what you say or intend to do. She's your sister and she's hurting inside. She showing pain she think she hiding. Helping your woman is the challenge I give to man. Pull her out of this sinking quick sand. But then again, you might not help her out. I almost forgot, the more pu**y, the more clout. But that's not what it's all about. It's about pulling your people out of this respect drout. Sorry fellas if it seems like I'm all on you, But I'm about to tell these low self esteem, dejected, desolate, disspirited, down hearted, low, meloncholic, spiritless, tristful, unhappy women what to do. Cause F*** what you heard, it's all about you. I'm not judging you because I'm on no sacro-sanctity ledge, But you're being treated with sacrilege. You sleeping with cats like you starting a tradition. The least you could do is make him like you before he start hittin'. Don't you get tired of laying on your back staring at the ceiling? Or do you take it on your stomach to catch that feeling? What ever the case maybe... Stop liking brothas cause they play a little ball. You fu**in' cats that sit the bench and don't play at all. To my sistas living with low self-esteem, It's time to get yourselves together nah mean? Ladies, stop sleeping around and wake up, Are you with Lisa "Left Eye" Lopez (RIP baby girl) trying to make "THE CUT!" Pretty soon, you won't be wife material. You'll be chillin' on yo moms porch feeding shorties baby cereal. ROYAL T.