Being Nice aint easy

This is an ongoing true song about just being really unappreciated by women and it involves some of the girls who tried to use me, and make me seem soft. They include a girl named Crystal, Angelique, and Patricia. Although, it's kinda long, hit me with your best shot. BTW, Patricia did try to make me do my homework .
Being Nice Ain’t Easy

Intro
Saying it, saying it in my mind
Hating it, it’s not right
Chorus

Being nice ain’t easy
Saying it to myself
Paying and it hurts
Being nice, got a hell of price
Saying it to myself
Saying it to myself
Verse 1

When I endured hell, love was my emotion
When I endured hell, wanting love was my heart
When I give out my devotion
I lose from the start
When you trained your self, racing too hard
Trying to be a girl’s protector, and you’re not even strong
Now is being a nice guy is a role
You don’t have to be Ne-Yo have to have a soul
You don’t have to hold on to the phone
Tough love, sometimes you got to be alone
One things I know about girls is that
They want excitement
They don’t want a doormat
And it’s easy to find him
Crystal Marshall was the first girl I was interested in
Only a little taller, she would have messed with him
In class, many guys were fresher than him
He was behind, but nothing special about him
This girl Crystal, he gave a card for her birthday
And she wrote over it, you’re late
Chorus

Verse 2

Survival of the fittest
Girls want the doctors, the lawyers, psychologists
The dentists, the digits
love is business
Put girls on a pedestal, forget them
Just another bowler waiting to hit them
Just don’t know the game, decisive
You don’t have to be nice to be good with women
Take girls on trips, them they trippin.
Ice them out, and they treat you like victims
Instead of being chancy, you try to dream-date, be fancy
Thinking you can buy love, love is something you can’t C
While you’re bought those flowers
She already embracing the power
She want that the Ivy League brother who been to Howard
She sees flaws in every man, especially the cowards
So don’t be a ****ing King, be a Tower

Bridge
Never be disrespected
Never be disrespected
Never be disrespected
Never be disrespected

Verse 3
We need to talk about our love
Wait, there is no love between us
You look at it like comedy
You don’t see the genius
Neither did that first girl I asked out
Her name Justina, small shorty
Brown skinned, with her weave out
After three months of talking about our movies and music
It got to exchanging part and she wouldn’t do it
She said she had a boyfriend, probably was stupid
I wish it was the other way around Jennifer Loved Hewitt
And then Angelique, I would buy her cookies at ala carte every week
Even though she made fun of me, I found it bittersweet
Come in class, would take my seat
I would call her a trick with that Holloweave
And then it was Patricia, the smartest girl in History
I wish we could go back to when it was Chivalry
She was a class flirt, but opposite of skinny
Not a desperate housewive and needed an owner
But she made fun for doing her homework
**** being nice

I'm gonna offer a comment here that I said to someone else which is that I think this actually needs more end of bar rhymes 'cos atm it feels a bit poetry like. I always feel that if you've got long bars you really need nearly as many end of bar rhymes as bars itself. The content though is really good and the only real working point is the rhymes, Just to give it that extra punch at the end of a line. I know you probably meant it that way but my opinion is that it needs more rhymes. I hope this is of help