I ain't no pimp

So u say
Ain't no such thing
As a gentlemen
Saying a man
Is nothing but a dog
Saying love is nothing
But that fake love
Did u dig
in that trash
To find that man
Who was abused
And manipulated like u
If I was a pimp
I wouldn't be
Trying to live right
Let alone write poems
About people's growing pains
You still blind
With the foreplay
Of no beliefs
Don't judge me
Cause of my sex appeal
If I was a pimp
I wouldn't be trying
To pursue that love
That remains sweet
If I was a pimp
I wouldn't be able
To feel any pain
If I was a pimp
I Would of been
In jail years ago
You just misunderstood
A real gentlemen
Who is not extinct
When I see a woman
Dressed in pain
What's on my mind
is that real love
Not making love to a gold digger
Who will give me
A death sentence
But to massage
Her body reminding her
That a man
Is not a beast
You think I write
To give women
A orgasm while
She hears me
Spit real lyrics
No I write
To spit the truth
I write to
give a deeper meaning
I write to say
I ain't no pimp
who is a squirrel
looking to bust a nut
I am that soul brotha
Who has that real love
And I'm in need
of a woman
who has that love
That remains sweet
So for the last time
Stop accusing me
of being a pimp
Cause pimp means
Pussy is a mans pleasure
If that was
A mans only pleasure
There would be no need
For a Woman's existence
And if u find
That man who
Is a pimp
Heal him with
That love that speaks