Sometime being the man of year is not being the man of year
I thought giving woman compliments and asking them about there day Was being a gentleman They ask me where you from?
Is this a trick question. As I got older I learn woman to relationship, clothes, open question, if there hair To the left, sandals or shoes, this Tuesday not need Tuesday And so on
And I ask why not tell other young men were i fall Short could I every get the man of the year well i lost that war on her heart
But if you keep a good attitude as I been told it's no telling how far you can go So I been told
And no Im no angel but who is But at the end of the day it's what type man you won't to be Young brother my brother no matter what color race or creed you are my young Brother would like to hear my full story?
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