My friend introduced me to her new man He's a thug He looked like he should be somewhere getting a head shot He was hot A real man's man or so she thought You see, he was one of those brother's labeled as being on the "dl" One of the ones you look at and can't even tell One who still loves the ladies so he figures all is well So he continues on with his charade He won't march with the gay parade Even though it was with another male he laid last night You feel me, right? But he doesn't associate with being gay He says it's just a way to release his frustration The relaxation for his mind A way to unwind But he feels he's not one of their kind He feels that he's not gay because he doesn't act the way they do He considers being gay to be a sin And he feels that all gays are soft and feminine and full of estrogen But he is gay whether he likes it or not He's just not one of the ones that are easy to spot He's not one of the ones with vaseline on their lips who talk with their hands on their hips He's not one of the ones that glide or sashay and when they talk they say "okay" He's not one of the ones that like diamonds and pearls and end every sentence with the word "girl" You see, he's not like them He's a thug He doesn't hug He gives you a nod of his head while he secretly takes other males to bed Ladies for your own good please be cautious cause you never know If your Joe Blow is letting some other male suck his so and so He could secretly be a man hoe and you'd never...even...know... He could be flossing Riding around in a Lexus But at the same time steady messing with both sexes and while he's out here trying to bone ya He could be walking around with pneumonia Wondering where he got it from Steady playing dumb Knowing it's from those nights of getting some and shooting cum into the bum of another brother without a rubber A complication of a messed up situation that could end with a visitation... to the grave