What If?

a broken heart and unfulfilled promises – love hurts is what old folks say – but how much hurt can you endure before you make up your mind whether to go or to stay? – they say love conquers all and that it takes time and if its real let it go and see if it comes back – but what happens if you’re scared to let it go in fear that you’ll never get the one that you loved the most back? – is that confirmation that it was never real in the first place? – Sometimes you have to make decisions that hurt for the moment so that in the long run you have a smile on your face – give it your all is what they say – what if you have and you feel as though you have nothing left to give? – what if you feel like all you have to show for are beautiful kids? – what if you keep praying and asking God to reveal what their purpose is in your life and all you get back is a handful of tears, pain, and strife? – what if you see the potential, but its not up to you they have to see if for themselves? – you can want something for someone so bad, but its up to them to want it as bad as you do- what if you see the effort to try, but its just not enough anymore for you? – what if even on your worse day you just can’t give up? – what if you love so hard and never want to give up? – what if is the question – and there are so many questions that can follow, but what if when you close your eyes they are gone tomorrow? – what if your heat beats so bad for one person, but they still can’t see how hard you fight for them to better themselves? – I know it takes 2 to fight, but what if you lose their touch and can’t be next to them at night? – they say love is the strongest drug due to it being an addiction all of its own – what if they know how much you love them and although make bad decisions just can’t leave you alone? – what if a broken heart was easy to fix? – I know they say don’t let the one that broke your heart try to repair it to begin with – I can go on and on and ask what if the sky was pink instead of blue – I could run circles in my mind about you losing me or me losing you, but what if just for a little while longer I overlook my flaws and yours and we continue to try so we can save my heart and yours………………………………………………………………..


Brittany “BossLady” Johnson

Sweep Around Your Own Front Porch

it’s funny how they can point out the flaws in your home – but can’t seem to see that the issue lies where they call home – and need to pay attention as to why their man has an eye  and other body parts that tend to roam – so caught up in the hype of life – not realizing that its the one in their household put something to their back called a knife – I use to get upset and try to get folks to see the bigger picture, but then I had to realize that my life has a paintbrush and I can just edit you out of this picture – your trouble don’t start with those inside of your household it starts with those that are unhappy in their own – so focused on what the next person is doing or wearing – but through that false concern I see the burden that you are truly wearing – you are an insecure, scared, feeble minded fool with the depth that reaches no further than 3 feet in a kiddie pool – now you see I can kill you with words, but I choose not too – I decided to sit back and watch how Karma continuously tries to humble you – you see worrying about somebody who isn’t thinking about you – only hurts your soul because that person has moved on completely and its without you – before you go judging the next person from their house to their spouse – make sure you cross all your T’s and dot all your I’s – because the one that you think is closes to you is the main one who has the most to say about you – the one who you give your all to – is the main one who tries to destroy you – take this broom that I have to give and live your life and stop worrying about how somebody else lives – if they don’t reach out to you during trying times and seem to be fine without you – then maybe just maybe that person has learned to love you from a distance, but no longer wants you to be apart of their life – take the hint and check yourself because words may not hurt but they sure do stick – and once you have crossed that line of disrespect -truth be told there is no coming back ! – there is no expiration date on disrespect – so do yourself a favor and live your life to the fullest because the person or people that you are on a mission to tear down – watch you die slowly on the inside because they no longer want you around!


Brittany ” BossLady ” Johnson


all these deaths and nobody can see the bigger picture? – once you open your eyes from your long slumber they try their best to deal with you- Flint, MI has a water crisis, but they keep pumping this bullshit on the news about their man made terrorist ISIS-  once you become aware of what is owed to you they get upset and try to silence you- you think out of the blue all these celebrities are just dying? – hell no they were trying to tell you something but never got a chance to so now its R.I.P. shirts and reports of drugs that they were trying! – so now everybody is overdosing nobody wants to live?- that makes no sense when they were happy in their lives and had charitable donations to give – one thing AMERIKKA hates is an educated black man- you mean to tell me yall still pumping that lie about how Christopher Columbus found this land? – He was a thief, a robber, a rapist and those are just to name a few! – but to my understanding if someone was already here that means they introduced YOU! – Trump running for President with no background in politics at all! -so why tell kids to go to college if this multiple divorcee, bankrupt filing , different babymama having, bigot can have it all??-  you mean to tell me the U.S. still recognizes MLK day but won’t tell you the real reason why THEY killed him on that day? you mean to tell me that the day Pac got shot his homeboy Kadafi was killed the very next day?- yeah nobody knew that did they? – he saw what happen, he saw the man that killed Pac- so to silence him they went to his house the very next morning and let off a few shots! – Michael Jackson bought his Masters from Sony and Prince bought himself out also, but you mean to tell me that MJ died from an overdose of propofol? – if he was in a comma how can he inject it in himself? – white folk get pissed off when you go into business for yourself! – we were meant to be enslaved, meant not to have shit, meant to be a waste of space that’s why they get so mad when we build our own shit- but guess whose fault it is? – if you would have left our ancestors be and not bring them over here and make them work hard then maybe everything that  you touch wouldn’t have been created by a MF that resembles ME! – you mean to tell me racist ass Hillary Clinton who lives off of the black vote wants to be in office and yall think she mean half of the bullshit she talking? nah she need your vote so her and Trump can run black folks out of here! – mark my words if either one of them gets elected its bye bye Jews, Niggas, and Spics next year!  Wake up and see what they are doing to us! – they give us social media and a few rights here and there, but now they are comparing the LGBT struggle to the Civil Rights Movement and these MF’s are believing it- Last time I checked a rainbow and the way their guns blow don’t even compare, but I’m going to sit this right here and let you do what you will- But don’t be surprised when they continue to kill black men and women because our facial features fit the bill!

Brittany “BossLady” Johnson

I’m Out…………

A year in the game and nigga I blessed you- gave you a place to stay- you lay your head where I kiss you- a year, 365 days, 52 weeks and you still ain’t sh*t- so therefore here is my good-bye because in a few weeks you will have to find another dumb bi*ch- I got kids to feed and a future to think about- I cant be with a nigga who don’t know that his clock is about to run out- aint sh*t- can’t provide- what kind of man are you?- but I see your plan you too busy waiting on somebody to die so their funds can take care of you- I got boys no need for me to raise somebody else’s son-  that heffa aint do her job because if she did I wouldn’t feel like Jay and Bey- pack my ish up and be on the run- what kind of man disrespects the woman that takes care of him?- I tell you what- the last time was the last time you called me out my name- keep playing and Imma call Pookie and nem’- I’m too old for this and too tired for these games- you better sleep with one eye open and wear a vest because I got good aim! – I’m trying to humble myself and make sure I don’t flip out in front of my kids -but now I see why Left Eye took matches and burned down that nigga crib- I see why bi*ches be on snapped and say they felt like that MF couldn’t or shouldn’t live! – what do you do for me? – what have you done for me?- I tell you what you have done- you wasted a year of my time and I could’ve been with someone else and not Jordi! – yeah I said it Jordi just like Bozo that MF was a clown too- but its all good I hope you remember and enjoyed the last time because nigga I will never spread my legs for you! – why let a bum bend me over? – when all I can say to you now is look at my index and middle fingers DEUCES this shit is over! – hell I’m glad I didn’t have your son or daughter because I would’ve been taking care of them too Lord knows you wouldn’t be able to afford it! – I’m tired of having thoughts of taking you out of the game because where would that leave me and my kids? – and I would be the only one to blame- this is the best pu$$y you have ever had – head game official- sometimes I cry when all I should be doing right now is laughing- should I burn your crib up? – hell no because that belong to me too! – I wish your mom could go back and rethink not aborting you- I’m out I’m leaving taking my a$$ to the N.O. hell those should of been the 2 letters I used when I met you- HELL to the NO!- give my kids something they can build on- help build me and then find a real man that I can really depend on – we cool for the moment because my misery is almost a wrap- but I guess you can go back to your mom house and sleep on her couch like an 8 year old taking a nap – that’s who wants you and that’s who can have your sorry a$$- I made plans, stuck to them, and now I’m out- never to return or to see you again – I hope you got gas money because I cant help you move your sh*t- and don’t ask me can we go half on sh*t- the same way you came to me is the same way you will leave bit*h- I hope you don’t think I’m hurt- please remember this I never needed you MF you needed ME so don’t hit me with the sob story and ask why I am leaving! You good, I’m out, and no we can not even be friends- get your sh*t together and maybe the next woman you meet won’t have these same thoughts because she may not be as nice- so for these next few weeks get it in your mind you will be sleeping alone at night!

Brittany ” BossLady” Johnson

Just Being Me!

you shouldn’t write about that- why is everything so deep and dark- why can’t you write about something more uplifting- to answer all of those questions I can sum it up for you in a nut shell- you see when God made me – HE made me different than the rest- never the one to bite my tongue- and I believe HE sent me to put bs to rest- life is not a fairy tale -and I don’t know about you but puppies and clouds aren’t always the answer- HE sent me here to let you know that life can force you to make decisions that will allow you to divide, destroy and conquer- divide meaning separate- separate from negativity – destroy all aspects about you that were set out to harm due to envy- conquer what is yours and continue on that path- I write about life and sometimes I may shoot something your way  just to make you laugh- we all have different talents- some more useful than others- but what you can and will not do is tell me how to use something that may speak to a young sister or brother-  my writing is my life and sometimes I get inspired by others- sometimes I may take a page out of Pac’s book and destroy an enemy verbally and  sometimes that will suffice so that I will not have to lay my hands on another- this is me- this is who I am- this is what HE decided to give to me- don’t knock something that you don’t understand-why not sit down and get to know me- my gift and my talent is different and so are talents that run through every girl, boy, woman and man- I am different, but there is someone out there just like me – someone who use to be shy but life tossed them a curve ball so they said phuck it and let me give them a show since they all discuss me- let me keep my actions on a college rule before they come and indict me- let me sing about my pain through paper because there may be somebody else out there struggling just like me- but unlike many I never fold, I never cower, and most of all I will continue to do my part and that’s be nobody else but Boss Lady and nobody else holds that title better than  me………………………………….


Brittany “BossLady” Johnson


do you ever get tired of people wanting you to live for them but as you grow you realize you have to do as branches and leaves and break away from them- never on the scene but you always cause an uproar- not thinking that the negative attention you have or are receiving is coming through the front door- wanting the whispers and the rumors to float on to someone else’s door but then you have to realize what makes you special even Jesus had trespassers open his front door- friend or foe, close friend, or family nobody is too good to escape envy- not excepting of your growth and maturity- not realizing how you use to treat me – now those actions  that you showed me are within me- in the street they say you do dirt you get dirt- well that’s life you dropped the ball- now watch me put in work- the whispers go from quiet to loud from silence to sound- not taking my talent serious now you pissed because my words leave you furious- I write about my life and those around me- I can’t carry Dixie Crystal in my pocket sugar coating is just not for me – the whispers, the comments, the lies that I hear or read about me makes me wonder whether or not- if I decide to step on the scene- my life has been talked about and nothing positive is ever mentioned when it comes to me- second guessing myself, asking myself what is it that I have done, looking in the mirror and just thanking God because in this fight the victory has already been won- tired of tip toeing around the issue- this is my life and I live it for me- I now have attachments that require every part of me- sorry if I don’t answer my phone or jump when need be- but I’m just trying to live and you would know that if you truly knew me- from negative to disrespectful those names are just a few but when did it become a crime when you state facts on how someone has hurt you?- not a child, I have those, not a girl I was one, you should be thankful that I didn’t turn out like some wanted my outcome- praying for my downfall and can’t figure out how I keep making it- well to explain to you- HE stripped me of everything leaving me spiritually naked-  my quest, my journey, and the relationships I have lost or chose leave behind-  I didn’t do it out of spite I did it because I’m out here to get mine- you can’t take everybody with you on your journey in life – and sometimes in order to receive your blessing you have to cut out negativity and strife- am I perfect? I’m not! am  I human I am- so making mistakes is normal and by nature after a while who I please I just don’t give a damn!- those whispers have become motivation and those who down, clown, and discredit me- I want to say thank you because without you my pen and paper would have never met the beast in me!


Brittany “BossLady” Johnson


excuse the vulgarity but for some reason bullshit seems to be around me- cant be honest without being called out my name- cant keep it real because the new real is being fake so wise words cannot be quoted due to salt turning tables on the game – got me scratching my head and contemplating if I’m in the twilight zone? – because the last time I checked bs was never supposed to take up space in your home!?! – can’t kick knowledge like you use to because if you speak the truth then no one wants to be near you- there is a blanket over their eyes and they look like fools – I can’t take watered down reality give me mine like 2 shots of Patron with no chaser – straight up so I can be aware of those who secretly hate me- 2 middle fingers to those that hate my actions, my words, and how I carry myself – last time I checked it wasn’t you I was living for and I can’t stress or cry over spilled milk due to it being hazardous to my health- young but old soul, wise so I never believe the bs that I am told- double check the facts because people will sale you a dream – if you think I am lying then how did we get over here with people who hate the skin color of you and me – so again I say 2 middle fingers to you and those who don’t want to know the truth- the truth is even though you got college degrees, a good education, and you are very articulate you still a nigga- you still a thug in a high priced suit- you still resemble the MF’s in handcuffs on the news- very well educated why yes I am but its my skin color that makes them fear who I am! – continue to cover you eyes and think we really have evolved be real with yourself if it wasn’t Sean Bell, Eddie Gray, Trayvon, Sandra, or Emmitt Til for that matter-  it would’ve been your black ass that would’ve been served on a platter – 2 middle fingers to those who don’t want to know the truth- Imma keep my head in these books and watch how MASSA continues to fuck you!

Brittany “BossLady” Johnson


Now you should’ve allowed me to sleep – allowed me to take time and enjoy me- but for some reason my kindness has been taken for weakness- not knowing verbally you do not want to see me- the same chick that told you it was safer on paper- meaning my thoughts and my actions I would rather write about- because for some reason my verbal attacks are just something you all continue to want to bring out – I debate, I question, and I double check so that I can figure out- even though I have been silent it doesn’t mean my pen doesn’t know the bullshit you have continued to put out-  am I too militant, am I too pro black for you? – well those are questions I can answer with both of my middle fingers – because zero fucks I give about you! – I rep who I am and what I have been through- most people couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes- even though my stature is small confrontation is nothing for me to bring to you- so glad I called Jesus on the main line to help get me through- because only HE knows the nights I sat and contemplated on how I could get away with placing these hands on you- a beast in my own right and using my pen and pad just to sleep at night- verbally there is a line that you don’t want to cross with me because just like a circus I’ll clown and MF’s will pay good money to see the humility brought to you by me! – this is a quick snippet of why I will continue to reign supreme and those that come for me will continue to be peasants or jackals- and after I am done destroying your character BossLady and her intellect will forever be highly sought after………………………………….


Brittany “BossLady” Johnson


Sometimes you have to back up for space- and insert a new face- and redirect your steps so they leave a different trace- never the one to block my own blessing but if I continuously stoop down to a child’s mindset when dealing with adults then its on me for the reason I am stressing? – bitter lives and hatred manifested – I don’t know about you but I got one life to live and I’m going to live it to the fullest- can’t worry about friends or family who don’t support my vision – I know what’s within me and for that I have to step back from the pretending- pretending I care about you or your feelings – pretending I need your validation – just because we grew up together doesn’t mean that we grew together and with that being said -when I reach my highest level it won’t be you that I am taking – phony hello’s and phony good-bye’s I’m sick of pretending I truly don’t want you in my life- I can’t live for others I got to make me happy- and if your face doesn’t resemble those that reside with me then don’t expect to many cares coming this way from me- we all live and we all learn some just take longer than others- and if you truly can’t give a hand clap or a round of applause for those that made it out of their darkest hour- then here’s a bit of knowledge I hope after you read this you will devour- putting down the next man will only dig a deeper hole for you – and praying for somebody else’s down fall shows the true colors within you – your about as deep as a kiddie pool- so don’t go to second guessing or questioning when God closes that door that you feel for you HE should be addressing! – check this out my time is limited and I have already used too many characters on you and for people like you-  just know that moves will be made in silence and when my time comes -trust and believe like the word say I will sit back and watch God make you my footstool!

Brittany ” BossLady” Johnson

Sometimes I Need To Be Alone

Sometimes I need to be alone so I can evaluate myself and get a lot of stress off of my mental – taking a break from reality- need to make moves and contemplate what my next move may be- remove negative things, places, and peers from around me – my depth is sometimes too deep for those who surround me – my journey is set in stone for me and what my next move is well that’s between me and me – I can never tell the next what my plan may be – because you never know who is searching and watching for your demise or who is truly happy – my success was made by me- so why share my harvest with those who never supported me? – Why put on a front or a fake smile for those who truly never acknowledged the gift that was bestowed upon me? –I am a lover of words and all things poetry- to some that’s not a talent just a phase and it will pass quickly – I am as strong as I claim to be and with each stroke of my pen I gain immortality –  I have said it so many times I do not write about things that do not interest me and sugar coating reality is bullshit to me- so with my time I use it to write about what I have seen – what goes on around me- and how they treat people that look like me- maybe I should be as deep as a kiddie pool for some to feel me, but I stopped playing with kids after I left elementary-  your only as deep as you allow yourself to be and once you surround yourself with hypocrisy- you tend to lose focus on what life really means – to live is to die and that’s apart of all of our story, but some like the sugar coated version of life – that’s why I never hang around many-  again sometimes I need to be alone- get to know me- surround myself with my thoughts and consume my time with wise words being quoted out loud by nobody but me- write down my ghetto scriptures that speak on more than just my anatomy- sometimes I need to be alone – so I can see myself in the mirror and remind myself that shallow souls will never understand the words I say because to them it’s a foreign language and intellectually our minds will never meet!…………………………….

Brittany “BossLady” Johnson

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