Where is she?

I don't get it anymore really you know. Maybe I just need to start working again to get my mind on other things but I just miss havin' that true Hip Hop honey with soul. You know, the one that you can talk about the newest of the new music to and she knows exactly what you're talkin' about, or she'll hit you with something new that you ain't heard yet and that's what's so fly about her. I could talk to her about anything like poetry, art, music, girls I was still bonin, givin' me a headache, just life. I could confess my life to her and that was real. She shared the same with me, however even though her life wasn't like mine I was still that guy for her. You know, wiping my sweat off my forehead with her sweat rag that she dances with around her neck without hesitation, lookin' after me makin' sure I stay lookin' fresh.

So time moves on and I find the dog of my life. She's a real bitch and I love her. She's precious to me and I bring her up on tough love and she understands this and respects my ways. She stands proud and strong and has my girlfriend confused like why she can go so long with out food. The answer is that's just the way she is, she's a natural born survivor and doesn't take shit from anything. Once you cross her you better watch each step you make because you won't know when it's your last when she's comin' for you. She pensively looks out the 27th floor of the Penthouse suite and watches the North while I type my thoughts. She knows we are going to the end together and I love that. After a nice healthy run out in the park, she still wants to play tug of rope with me and that's serious shit. Actually we may go back out after this anyway. Even my girl says why isn't she tired? Come on I got the pit that chases the Energizer bunny. She won't even kill it because she knows that once she does the fun is over. Smart bitch.

Anyways, I just miss my Hip Hop honey because she was the girl I was going to get down on one knee for with out hesitation. God bless her and her family!