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Dear China,

Whip it around, it still comes back hard. Anyway, I've been writin' hella short blogs lately, y'all ready for a longer blog? Just let me know. I mean, if you're not I'll keep them short from now on. I don't want to upset my Dr. Suess readers, you know? I value your reads and lurks to my blog. I'll just write and see how far this goes. If it's long, don't blame me - but if it's short, I just figured I'd stick with the routine. You know? Making y'all happy and shit.

So yea, this "Because Of You" remix has recently been getting to me personally. Like not in a bad way, but an amazing way. As soft as it sounds, Joe Budden's verse man, that shit is fucking so truthful. It's not like I have to lie to y'all, lol. You know exactly who I think about when I hear the verse. [looks to the right of my blog] - yea, pretty much.

I remember when I was livin' like Chamberlain.
This before you became a friend.
Used to have broads state to state- that's changed since then.
The whole pimp side of him came and went.
Now I need a new V- wrist on low degrees
I'm in need of all these needs.
And some call it greed- but it's far from that
Indeed its just she make me want to succeed.
And my friends say I'm open- even when they just jokin'
That's when the truth is said
So I- might need to regroup instead
But should I with everything you do in bed?
So- I don't heed they advice, and besides
Every man needs at least one vice.
She's type hard to ignore
Every mornin' I wake up hung over from the night before.

Word though, Joey? That's that real shit. Nigga was gettin' it in, no fucking doubt on that. Yea, before I get all sappy and shit - let's talk on some different shit first. Hm? Today was another boring chill day. I didn't do much worth talking about. I chilled and talked to lame niggas and hoes most of my day. Lol, it's always a clown conversation when I talk to Drey. I never stay on topic with that nigga, on life. Jarell wasn't as gay today. Well, nah - wait, he told me to suck his bird and said it was tender. Nevermind, that nigga was gay today too. Lewan was gay today as usual. I don't think that nigga can ever stop being gay. He says shit that makes me feel uncomfortable. -cries. Juelz? We'll talk about her later. Uhm, who else I talk to today? Diamond, lame - Jeanri, lame - Keila, lame. That's all, really. Eric's ol twistie hair havin' ass. Uhmm, fuck? I'm missing someone. Oh London! Lol, she made a video and everything. Let me post it.

Lmao, aw? Why she tryna act all nice though. I swear on my life that ho ain't nice. Smmfh, she wanna shout everybody out but didn't tell that she be snitchin'. She told her moms on me a billion times! Ugh, she be snitchin'. Now, you be the judge. Is that the face of a gangster? Fuck no. Lmao, she's a little g. Matter fact, I'ma highlight that G and make the font size smaller, hold up. There we go. That's what she is. Nigga, yeen bawsy! Lol, I love her though. She said my name, what?! Bitch, I'm famous now.

PAUSE.

Drey's snitching too.

RESUME

Anyway, on some real shit. How long is this blog? Iono, maybe I should stop right now. Well, nah - not yet. Let me put on some music so I can get into it. Hold on, lmao why I just realize how many times London says "uhm" in that video. Ho, you better tawlk! Lmao, don't kill me Elle - I'm sorry. Okay, let me go find my music. Wait, wait, wait, I'm back hold on. Lmao, London! "Blame my mind and not my heart.", get the fuck out! She's trying to be so nice. OMG! Ugh, I can't stand her. How come she never says nice shit like that to me?! I'm offended.

Damn, I still haven't gotten any music. Lmao, fucking with Juelz and The Mexican.

DREYFTL.

Okay, now still no music. Let's face it, I won't be listening to any music while I blog. This nigga is rich as fuck, though. Right, Drey? You enjoy your money. You're rich, bitch! He get's mawnee! Rich ass nigga. If this is some twlight zone shit to you, don't mind it. It's an inside joke that you probably will never get. Just know Drey has a lot of money in the bank.

HAW-HAWHAWHAW-HAW.

On some serious shit though. Juelz, what's up? Let me talk to you real quick. When I told you, I meant it. Every word in that small sentence. You're weird, but in a good way. I don't mind openly displaying you, because I want the world to see what I waited for. You know? I don't mind my niggas being on some "this ol' soft ass nigga" shit, because it comes a time and place when every man has to grow up. I'd rather grow up with you. I'm rough around the edges as we all know, but you work around them, smoothing them as you pass. People will hate and talk, but that has nothing to do with you and I. We rock together, fuck them. All I need in this life of sin? Yea, pretty much. I hear a lot of times "if it's too good to be true, it probably is." - but I know you're true. As selfish as it may sound, I deserve you. I've been through so much, so I think it's time that I sit down and be happy for once. On the same side, you deserve me and everything I'm able to offer. It may not be much, but you have a wonderful way in making me feel more important that I am. Lol, and they say I'm arrogant now? Wait until they see me now.

Well, I think this blog is long enough.

Goodnight, China.