He's A Man

He commands attention when he walks into a room; bold and compelling, sexy yet crude. To his aura, you become glued. You can’t help but notice. He’s attractive, and he knows it.

Always getting what he wants, persuasive by design. Arms folded, taunting, as daring you to read between the lines. His words and tone may come across abrasive, but harm is rarely the intention, at least not in most cases.

An ambitious hustler, he’ll fake it till he makes it, disproving doubters and haters just to laugh in their faces. Often unsatisfied, sometimes disgusted, surviving a world that feels stacked with injustice. Relentless in spirit, he won’t stop, rockin pressed jeans, and a white tank top.

Determination fueled by desire to have it all, before he falls he’ll walk through fire . He never gives up, never gives in, in the face of struggle, on him you can depend.

Surrounded by doubt, hatred, and rumor, he still manages a dangerous sense of humor. Born a statistical stigma, yet standing tall, integrity in his spine, charisma in his call. Wherever he goes, his arrogance is bold. When God made him, He broke the mold.

Loved by many, feared by most; in his own eyes, he is the GOAT. He’s no fool, he’ll let you know, especially when it comes to his intellect, he must boast.

He’d give the world, then take the throne, a heart of gold covered in stone. Confidence so high it’s seen as a threat, simply because he commands his respect.

"He can’t be as bad as he claims", those who think this, he finds lame. He laughs; it’s funny to see, how much like him they try to be. All his popularity feels unfair; he shuts them down with a stare.

To challenge him is useless, how does he do it? Standing above them all, leaving their minds clueless. Given half his swagger, the weight of it all would cause another to stagger.

He’s the man. Competition falls in defeat, passion runs from his head, down to his feet. He stands in solidarity, unsubdued by rules; never needed a team, or a crew.

Defiant and competitive, he’ll devour and dismantle. He’s a brute, few can handle.

He walks alone at his own pace, always ahead, no need to race. He knows what he knows, unapologetic for his thoughts. “I don’t care about that”, his mentality headstrong, personality taut.

Masculinity like you’ve never seen: body of a god, essence of a king. Cunning and keen, charismatic and smart, exuding appeal that unsettles the heart. Arousal, anxiety when he’s near, which is stronger that's unclear.

Like a breath of fresh air you never heeded, his presence is addictive; you need it. Born with a leader’s spirit, power stamped in his name, even if the world won’t have him, it won’t lessen his flame.

With him, there is no compromise, beyond his years, he is wise. Firm in his views, a man through and through. Unshaken by storms, he always true. His word is his bond, his actions define, spirit unbroken, relentless, divine. Standing apart, yet leading the way, a force unmatched, seizing the day.

Standing grounded in his beliefs; he's militant, yet unique. A spirit unmatched, unbroken, outspoken. Wisdom burns deep within his soul; his truth will never fold.

Never accepting defeat, taking glory instead. When it comes to perseverance, quitting is dead. He’s got sand. He’s got grit. A force unstoppable, he’ll never submit. A lover, a fighter, a king in his right, Standing unbroken, commanding the night.

Undeterred: One of a kind, it's undeniably true. He’s a man. Though and through.

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