He's A Man

He commands attention when he walks into a room. Bold and compelling, sexy but crude. To his aura, you become glued. Can’t help but notice, he's attractive and he knows it.

Always getting what he wants, he's persuasive. Folding his arms, taunting as if to make a statement. Words and tone in which he speaks may come across abrasive, but there’s no harm intended, at least not in most cases.

An ambitious hustler, he’ll fake it till he makes it. Disproving the doubters and the haters; just to laugh in their faces. Often unsatisfied and disgusted; at times surviving a world of injustice. A relentless spirit he won’t stop, in pressed jeans and a white tank top.

Determination fueled by desire, to have it all, he’ll walk through fire. He never gives up, he won’t give in. In the face of struggle, on him, you can depend.

Surrounded by doubt, hatred, and rumors, he manages a sense of humor. Being born a statistical stigma makes him no difference, he stands tall, he's got integrity, he's got charisma. Wherever he goes, arrogance so bold. When God made him, he broke the mold.

Loved by many, feared by most, in his eyes; he is the goat. He’s no fool, he’ll let you know. About his intelligence, he must boast.

He’ll give the world, take over the throne. Heart of gold covered in stone. Confidence so high; perceived a threat; just because he commands his respect.

He can’t be as bad as he claims. Those with this thought he sees as lame. He laughs at this, it’s funny to see; how much like him they try to be. All his popularity, it just isn't fair. He shuts them down with a stare.

To challenge him is useless, how does he do it. His ability to stand above; got em' all clueless. If given half his swagger, the strength of it all would cause another to stagger.

He's the man, with him no man can compete. Filled with passion from his head, down to his feet. He stands in solidarity, unsubdued by the rules. To make it through, he doesn’t need a team or a crew.

Defiant and competitive he’ll devour and dismantle. He's a brute, no one can handle.

He walks alone at his own pace, he’s always ahead, no need to race. He knows what he knows, unapologetic in the logic that’s his own. "I don’t care about that," his mentality; headstrong his personality.

Masculinity like you’ve never seen, the body of a god, essence of a king. He's a man cunning and keen. Charismatic and smart, exuding appeal. Arousal and anticipation, around him unsure how to feel. Anxiety or attraction when he's near, which emotion is unclear. Like a breath of fresh air, just gotta have it, to be in his presence, it's a habit. He was born a leader, but the world will never have it.

With him, there is no compromise, beyond his years he is wise. His own point of view, he’s a man through and through.

Standing firm in his beliefs, militant but unique. His spirit unmatched and unbroken, a man of many words always outspoken. Wisdom burns within his soul; his truth will never fold.

Never accepting defeat, glory; he takes it. When it comes to perseverance he refuses to quit. He's got sand, he's got grit

He's a man undeterred, a lover, a fighter, and a great provider. He's one of a kind, this is true. He's a man, thought you knew.

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