[Verse 1]
See, I'm a laid-back, cool individual
This for the woman out there so sensual
And if I'm into you I'll write you a poem
Ma**age your joints then put you up on Donald Goines
Yeah, baby, he's one of my favorite writers
Inspirations and desires comes from a power higher
Please hand me the lighter so I can light us then ignite the fire
The fireplace already lit, a reference in your heart
I know you had your share of brothers tearing you apart
But I played that part and I hate that part
I had to make that start to stop breaking hearts
Cause I am
[Hook]
The hopeless romantic
Whose (what?) whose heart learned from damage
And that's why I use life as my canvas
And through lust [?] how I manage
Cause I am the hopeless romantic
Whose (what?) whose heart learned from damage
And that's why I use life is my canvas
And through lust, [?] how I manage
[Verse 2]
My homie said I'm not alone (we've all been there)
At least I can write the drama in a song
My tunnel light isn't on, I haven't paid the bill yet
Trying to find a home, eviction letter ink still wet
Baby mama gone, she ain't even my X, went
X to the next, now they both hit the exit
Still giving baby mama money
I might crack a smile, but ain't a damn thing funny
Everything ugly 'cept this chick that I'm seeing next tue'
At the library using internet through
Reading to my X' mails still trying to exhale
Might send her one back
Looking at this female, still not unattached
About to send an e-mail to my X, life's a gutter clap
Maybe we can try again
Somebody'll que the violins
And loop them on the drum tracks
So I can get this out on one rap
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
From heartaches to heartbreaks, we all been there
The game of love still here and we know it ain't fair
Now you can act like you don't, but people know that you do
Cause when you ain't with them you're living cloudy blue
A few grey skies can put red in her pair of brown eyes
So she'll grow to love you, stay wise and on the humble
Cause life's a royal rumble in the jungle
You wanna stand tall, they wanna make you tumble
You wanna act hard, they wanna make you crumble
You wanna talk a lot, man, they wanna make you mumble
And turn something little to jumble to ''oh, no''
But love's a team sport, who you know winning solo?
And all about development just like a photo
And up and down on the strings just like a yo-yo
And blessed by broken heart is the promo
I didn't do this for the gold so you - did it for the love