Party in the hood, all your homies gon’ show,
Ain’t no two ways about it, all signs point to ‘go’,
It was poppin’ when you crossed paths with her,
Exchanged some words, shared some laughs, nothing further, left at that,
Found her on the socials, hit request, few days later she accepted,
Pulses racing, birds singing, choirs rejoice at every heart that you be getting,
Seems she’d gained a friend, your brain thought so otherwise,
Looking in that mirror, staring back at you, here’s her ideal guy.
But she ain’t on the same page, y’all are reading different books,
Got some real talk for ya, Bro, sorry to leave you shook,
She was raised right, of course she’ll be polite,
All smiles and positive vibes, while you misinterpreted by miles and miles,
Ego or ignorance, it’s hard to tell, gotta spell it out for ya, yeah we might as well,
She ain’t trying to lead you on just because she wants to get along,
She ain’t giving you permission for some action through friendly interaction,
Shooting your shot could ricochet, the fatal wound would be for nought,
Not all are falling over others for ya, sounds harsh but it’s just a thought.
And it’s no wonder many are on guard, wary of the slightest advance,
Fools like you keep ‘em that way, whatever it takes to keep you at bay,
No, she ain’t daring you to try harder, if she was keen she wouldn’t play,
Games are for they who trick and manipulate,
So pack it in, will ya? Get on your horse, live to fight another day,
Go elsewhere if you’re expecting more, keep out of her way.