B-L-A-C-K Love

black love that succeeded, we need it, to celebrate it
believe it, but never see it, achieve it, and elevate it
conceive it, but never feed it, the fetus, was defecated
but Venus, still loves the penis, but semen, forever hated
we love and and then we fight, we fight while making love
desire fueling the fire, nice girls is dating thugs
our fate is buzzed, her skin is mocha chocolate
but counting our sins, there's not much hope for optimist
we're cynical, how did the date to the clinic go?
life's instrumental flows like a woman's menstrual
difference is, our differences, create a difference sense
of difference, we mimic kids, except on the business end
childish imperfection, essentially is where the beauty starts
molding our character, showing up like a beauty mark
still a queen, still a king, but argue over silly things
he loves her to the Max, Well enough to see her pretty wings
and plant a seed in a field a dreams, it grows on the whole farm
fruitless mistrust, we blame each other for ever rose thorn
he has a side piece that he calls for a quick nut
she labels him inadequate, dicks not big enough to hit guts
when big butts and his stuff, paint the bigger picture
our finger painting pointing gets us, right back in the mirror
so when he blames black love for him dating whites, its a reflection
when she blames black love for her mistakes in life, its her discretion
our state, a great depression, black love is all inclusive
the best unity of all time with Kanye as the producer
Medusa, we cant refuse her, misuse her, or confuse her
true love, it has a future, but you decide the user