You keep asking what it is that I want or is it more of what I need?

Shall I really open up that door and let the journey proceed?

I`ve often wondered why you come back
Is it truly love or just funds that you now lack?

There were so many times that I took from mine and gave to you
But when I needed, there was no one to do

I was left with sleeping on the floor of a shack
My mentality under social attack

And you
Keep asking what it is that I want
or is it more of what I need?

Shall I open up that door and let the journey proceed?

You`ve only to ask
So now I`ll put it to the task

This sista` needs a brutha
to come unto his own and succeed
When she opens up the door and seeks to proceed

The brutha needs to be a man
and finally step up to the lead

The brutha needs to grow and understand
There are times she has been wrong
That emotional growth is an unknown land

That sista` is tired of the same ole` beat and wants a new song

You kept asking me what it is that I wanted or was it more of what I needed?

Now that I`ve let it be known
sista`s song is the blues
as brutha did step up to the door and on his own his ass proceeded.