Why is it that when I meet someone I dig
My heart gets stepped on 
broke like a twig
It’s hard for me to figure out how it’s suppose to go

Why do I get my hopes up so high
Like I could touch the sky
When bam!!!!!! at the last minute 
there is something to make me cry
I swear I try 
to keep my cool
but I ain’t tryin to play nobody’s fool

Why is it that all the so called good women have thugs
Like thugs are the only one’s that can give tight hugs
When in fact all they do is sell drugs
All the while the women are getting stepped on
Treated like bugs
Do I have to sell drugs
for a woman to show me love

Why is it that the one’s I like don’t like me
But the one’s that like me drive me up a tree
How can this be
Love is like a foreign language
Ah Wee Wee



Why can’t a hard working brotha like me
find one woman who just wants to be
With one man 
without takin what she can
And then  damn!!!!!!!! Ghost
because no more loot

Why can’t I find a woman who will pay my bills bills bills
Talking all that crazy stuff they must be ill ill ill
Why can’t she be real real real
Talkin mad trash like a land fill fill fill

Why do we look but never find
true love 
 is it something in our mind

True love comes from only one place
No one person group or race

True love is beautiful like a dove
The one and only true love comes
From the one up above