Most girls dream of tall dark and handsome like a,

cup of coffee or a movie or  that nigga Micheal,

Jordan, Jackson whatever long as he got money,

say, any slob wit a job that’ll buy shit for me,

cause I aint tryna be broke so I’ll find a nigga,

with a good ass job making six figures,

yea he might not be hov but he’ll be my jigga,

thats why she don’t trip much if he try to hit her.

well I’m not the average, far from normal if you ask me,

I like my men short, long, frail even ashy

as long as he knows that black gold is texas tea,

and that Talib and Hi-Tek were the ones who told me.

and he gotta know Hip hop or else I aint havin it,

he gotta know which rapper’s close like Bethlehem and Nazareth,

He gotta understand that Im old school..

even if he’s just a shorty,

he gotta know through music Common’s been there for me.

He gotta know Islamic rap,

and what I mean by that,

he knows Nasir, tupac, and Lupe own a praying mat.

He knows that Mighty Mos is prosecution evidence,

and Black on both sides made Hip hop evident.

He gotta know my love and gotta love it too

Could care less how He looks but how his music do.