Hood LOVE is Good LOVE

Hood love is Good love
Its that David's Sunflower Seeds and Popeye's red beans and rice with a bisquit & honey kind of love.
Its that holding hands at the mall shopping for fresh kicks and fits for your photo shoot together kind of love.
Its that massaging Palmer's Cocoa Butter & Baby oil on each others backs and feet after we shower kind of love.
That popping each others pimples straight monkey grooming each other kind of love.
Washing each others cars in the driveway listening to The Gap Band in some big ass sweats wearing one another's house slippers kind of love.
Its that waking up late to go to church so we pray together for our friends, family and our new president in bed kind of love.
That spooning on a futon mattress with no frame in our new empty studio apartment cause we gave up on assembling complicated IKEA furniture kind of love.
Its that volunteering at the soup kitchen on Thanksgiving Day and donating our old kicks to better our community kind of love.
Its that writing rhymes together and sharing poetry you wrote from your old journals back from highschool when you realized you wanted to be an emcee kind of love.
Its that helping you pack your bags for tour and picking you up from LAX when you get back from overseas kind of love.
Its that saying no to the single friends that want to go to the club on a Friday night cause I want to build with you kind of love.
That Hennessey straight out the bottle rolling blunts shot gunning in each others mouth kind of love.
Its that applying for a new credit card in your name cause my credit sucks and now I'm going to make your credit go to shit as well kind of love.
That waking up with crust in your eye kissing each other stank breath and all sharing each other's toothbrush in the morning kind of love.
Its that, "get your ass out the car and help push bitch!" cause the battery died kind of love.
Its that checking on your myspace page and seeing who the hell is that sending you some, "Showing you Love, where you've been?" kind of love.
Its that making beats & writing some hard core gangsta raps in the studio together kind of love.
Its that Guitar Hero playing drums all night thinking we rock stars kind of love.
Its that highschool 90's crush feeling all over again rhyming Tribe and singing "Let's chill in our mid thirties being like teenagers kind of love.
Its that breaking away from the party making out in our friends guest room kind of love.
Its that doing the Kid and Play in the living room watching House Party kind of love.
Its that laying on your stomache on a rainy day watching Cosby Show and Three's Company reruns and not doing a damn thing all day long kind of love.
Its that sending nasty pictures to your phone while your at work for inspiration letting you know what's waiting for you at home kind of love.
Its that taking your daughter from your baby's mom to the park and playing Horse and letting me brush and braid her hair kind of love.
That midnight making runs to 7-11 to get a extra large half and half Cherry/Blueberry Slurpee with a solo Peach Blunt and a lotto ticket kind of love.
That holding my hair cause I'm puking my guts out the side of your car after the club then eating Roscoes Chicken and Waffles at 2:36 am kind of love.
That beef jerky eating playing Mrs. Pacman and Centipede waiting for our clothes to be done at the laundromat kind of love.
Its that going to the Bank, Grocery store, Liquor store & Western Union for YOUR mama cause I'm family now kind of love.
That electric slide and soul train in the kitchen in your socks while making a big ass pot of spahgetti kind of love.
That sneaking Taco Bell a flask of Jose Cuervo and a big bag of peanut M&M's into the movie theater kind of love.
That talking shit watching music videos Tivo'ing Flavor of Love and America's next best dance crew kind of love.
That arguing in the Mc'Donalds parking lot about some dumb pointless bullshit that has nothing to do about us for hours kind of love.
That friday night when your friends want you to go out but we chose to stay in and recite Trading places & Coming to America kind of love.
That up all night it's 4 am and where the fuck are you at and why aren't you picking up your gawdamn phone! kind of love.
That reading each other's daily horoscope and reading, "Linda Goodmans Love Signs" to check our compatibility at Barnes and Nobles kind of love.
That cappin & snappin each other with endless Yo mama jokes battle rapping each other kind of love.
The pull over the side of the road and give head listening to Led Zeppelin kind of love.
The playing the drums and keyboards at the Guitar Center on a Sunday afternoon then heading to Amoeba to shop for vinyl kind of love.
That praying for one another for strength and comfort when your auntie passed away kind of love.
That punching holes in the wall then going to the club with the homies to piss you off and make you wonder kind of love.
That laying on the top of your hood together staring at the stars in the Hollyhood Hills thinking of girls and boys names for our babies kind of love.
Hood love is good love.
Hood love is true love.