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When You've Got Two Hoes, You Need to Let One Go

When You’ve Got Two Hoes, You Need to Let One Go


I warned you: My words come raw They bleed truth, They wear nothing but tattoos And a smirk.

I felt like a whore, Power-drunk on seduction, Eight years old, watching desire on a neighbor's screen Women who made men kneel With no touch, just the curve of a smile. And I wanted that magic. Wanted to master the genie in every man.

I wore sex like a crown. Played chess with their logic. Turned want into worship. But sometimes, I wanted more than conquest I wanted someone who saw the soul, Not just the show.

Infatuation, That golden hour when curiosity is currency We chase it like addicts. We cheat because we miss being new, Miss being seen. Miss being known before the bruises.

But fantasies fade. They always do. The shine dulls, The faults surface, And you're left with the real. The bitter. The breathless. The broken.

I’ve cheated. Not proud. Not hiding. Not blaming the booze, the boredom, Or the boy who kept me around like a second skin for a year. I knew it was over Long before I admitted it.


And I was punished, Made to carry his father’s sins, Made to prove loyalty with my soul, Even after it was shattered.


But let me be clear: My past doesn’t define me. I own it. I rewrite it. I am not your fear. I am not your father’s ghost. I am not the mistake you rehearse When you’re looking for someone to blame.

I am the one who chose to change.


I demand reverence. If you hold my mind, You earn the body. If you cradle my soul, I’ll keep you in a place no one else can enter.


You say you see me. See my humor, My chaos, My wild love, My contradictions, The way I sin and serve, Laugh and weep, Pray and perform.


You say you love the freak in me, The no-judgment, curious, crazy, sweet, loud, Loyal storm of me.

And I love you. But I need you to fight for me, Not dodge me, Not fold into your shell Every time we argue, Every time my fears come out swinging.


Don’t run. Don’t hide in the arms of distraction.

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