Its funny if I had a dime for each time I was asked the question: Why are you single? I would be a rich motha fucka right now. I have tried so hard to sit back and answer that question with a calm face and with some notion of respect. But as I’ve sat and just gone through another situation, it reconfirms my first thought: That single question has got to be the dumbest fuckin question in the world. If you wanna know why I’m single go ask all these niggas in these streets.

A nigga would rather get dogged by a dude that don’t give no fucks, or forces them to live a certain way, rather than accept a man who wants to give them the freedom to be themselves. They would rather hide behind their hurt and pain and fear, rather than bow their back and face the challenges head on. They take the pain inflicted upon them and pass it down to the first good dude that comes along to be real and genuine with them.

Why I’m single is cuz a nigga opens their mouth to say I got a cute face, a nice body, a fat dick and a juicy ass. I can dress my ass off and my personality is so cool and I’m this complete package, but apparently that’s not enough to get a nigga to act right. Funny that I can be this cold hearted nigga who can be bold enough to tell you I just wanna fuck or I just wanna be fuck buddies, and that gets accepted without hesitation. But, you let me try to be real and try to develop something real.. I get all the facades and manipulation just so I get lured in, only to have some excuse to fall back.

So if I choose to answer that question with the response of: “Why the fuck you wanna kno?” Would I be wrong? I guess where I’m at with the whole thing is I’m sick and tired of the question because I’m sick and tired of the selfish nature of the question. So you know in reality I’m thankful for every relationship and dealing I’ve been in because it has always taught me lessons and made me better.

Thank you cuz if it wasn’t for those experiences, I would not be the man that I am today.