Tonight will be much better, I promise...
Omg, omg, omg, omg! Did I tell you guys that I've Created A Monster dropped? Oh, well, you can download it by clicking the first picture on on the right side. That's the cover, you know? Click it, download and be happy. I'd love to know what you people think, too. I don't have many downloads now - so I'm kind of sad. What a way to turn out! Lol, but I have faith you people will finally stop sleeping on me. Mhm, that's what's up.
Well, I'll be damned! There's something in my eye! This is gay. Lol, I have to blog with one eye closed. Damned, I've been sitting here rubbing the fuck out of my eye. Blah - fuck it. Anyway, I'm waiting on my clothes to finish up so I can go to KFC. I'm not that hungry, though. I only eat because I'm supposed to. Right? Hmm, KFC sounds great though. I'm about to go spend like $30, I promise. I'm about to get my chubby on, nigga. Fuck is you sayin'?!
We let the money do the talkin', as you can see we be talkin' rather often.
Seriously, I talk about how my money is getting low and all of that. In actuality, it is - but it's still high compared to the rest of you niggas. I'm not even trying to be funny. Like, I have money sitting that I won't touch because I have somethings to do with it. If I just wanted to ball out of control, I could. Really when I say my money is long, I mean it. I'm blessed and I wouldn't sum it up to being anything else. I know where I've come from, though. That's the difference between me and a lot of these other niggas that are careless with their money.
I ain't got nothing to prove, I'm supposed to smile.
Like - still, niggas have problems with me. Why? I have nothing to prove to you people. So your petty stand offs with me don't get anything but a smile. I look at you little niggas and I see you as a child mad at their father. You see, they don't have the gumption to come speak to me though. They go speak to their friends. You know? Just like a my child would. It comes a point in time where you children need to grow up though. I mean, I have to send you off to college one of these days. I'd like to know that I'm preparing my kids for the real world and raising a few upstanding ladies and gentlemen. I have nothing to prove to you, prove yourselves to me.
I'm in a twelve step program. I ain't touched drugs in so long, I'm a sober man.
Yes, it's been a minute. Like, not using drugs - but dealing drugs. I won't get into much of that in this blog, but I'm proud of myself. When you see how much of this shit I see, then you'll understand. What a lot of these dudes are rapping, I'm around it. Sadly, that's what I've chosen to align myself with. I hate hearing people say that "this life chose me". No, you pick your life. There are plenty of niggas in the hood who make something of themselves. I was just really, eh? I wanted to be a gangster, I guess.
Certain things your money can't buy, like being this fly.
Seriously? Look at me. I'm not even trying to be cocky right now. I've seen niggas with the same shit I may have had or do have and they don't rock it right. They don't look nice in it. It's all about your swag. Don't go get a pair of Nikes because everyone have them. You won't be able to rock them right. It's about how you tie your shoes, how your pants fall over behind the tongue of your sneakers - but just lean over it a little. I mean, it's even fly when my shirt is pushed up behind my phone case on my hip. You can't buy being fly.
True story, my closet is like two stories.
Speaking of clothes, lol. I'm lovin' it. My closet is big as fuck, really. Right now it's something like full. Great thing for all of the less fortunate people. I'm donating a large portion of my clothing to the Salvation Army and Clothes For Africa foundations. I'm hella excited about that, really. I want to do some good in the world. Mhm, so - when the people see the fly shit, they'll be good.
When the internet asks who the best, why won't you say me?
Lol, seriously! Why front and say I'm wack or something. When they ask who's the best, just say my name. Like - nigga, I'm really ill. Lyrical content is not to be fucked with. My metaphors and punchlines are a little too ill. You niggas owe me respect. You owe me your ears whenever I drop something. Click that picture and download the project, really. Then get hit back in the head with Science Project.
Love is a battlefield, we all get scarred.
Sweetheart, you know? Shit happens - I mean, what can we do? Build a bridge and get over it. Wait, wait, wait - nah, not get over it alone though. Get over it together. See, there are things that happens with your companion that you can't do shit but think it's insurmountable. That's when you and your partner need to have to heart to heart talk. You know? The post-argument talk. Lol, really - we all get scarred.
He's having heaven on earth, is his wings gone fit him?
Eh, I love life right now. I have my downs, but I'm loving it. I'm so optimistic about everything. When shit gets hard, I just wish harder for tomorrow. When you realize that, man - you're good. Don't let too much get to you now. Man, have your heaven now. I'm trying to touch the sky and take everything in it. So, word.
I'll do anything necessary for her, so don't let the necessary occur.
Self explanatory.
Omg, omg, omg, omg! Did I tell you guys that I've Created A Monster dropped? Oh, well, you can download it by clicking the first picture on on the right side. That's the cover, you know? Click it, download and be happy. I'd love to know what you people think, too. I don't have many downloads now - so I'm kind of sad. What a way to turn out! Lol, but I have faith you people will finally stop sleeping on me. Mhm, that's what's up.
Well, I'll be damned! There's something in my eye! This is gay. Lol, I have to blog with one eye closed. Damned, I've been sitting here rubbing the fuck out of my eye. Blah - fuck it. Anyway, I'm waiting on my clothes to finish up so I can go to KFC. I'm not that hungry, though. I only eat because I'm supposed to. Right? Hmm, KFC sounds great though. I'm about to go spend like $30, I promise. I'm about to get my chubby on, nigga. Fuck is you sayin'?!
We let the money do the talkin', as you can see we be talkin' rather often.
Seriously, I talk about how my money is getting low and all of that. In actuality, it is - but it's still high compared to the rest of you niggas. I'm not even trying to be funny. Like, I have money sitting that I won't touch because I have somethings to do with it. If I just wanted to ball out of control, I could. Really when I say my money is long, I mean it. I'm blessed and I wouldn't sum it up to being anything else. I know where I've come from, though. That's the difference between me and a lot of these other niggas that are careless with their money.
I ain't got nothing to prove, I'm supposed to smile.
Like - still, niggas have problems with me. Why? I have nothing to prove to you people. So your petty stand offs with me don't get anything but a smile. I look at you little niggas and I see you as a child mad at their father. You see, they don't have the gumption to come speak to me though. They go speak to their friends. You know? Just like a my child would. It comes a point in time where you children need to grow up though. I mean, I have to send you off to college one of these days. I'd like to know that I'm preparing my kids for the real world and raising a few upstanding ladies and gentlemen. I have nothing to prove to you, prove yourselves to me.
I'm in a twelve step program. I ain't touched drugs in so long, I'm a sober man.
Yes, it's been a minute. Like, not using drugs - but dealing drugs. I won't get into much of that in this blog, but I'm proud of myself. When you see how much of this shit I see, then you'll understand. What a lot of these dudes are rapping, I'm around it. Sadly, that's what I've chosen to align myself with. I hate hearing people say that "this life chose me". No, you pick your life. There are plenty of niggas in the hood who make something of themselves. I was just really, eh? I wanted to be a gangster, I guess.
Certain things your money can't buy, like being this fly.
Seriously? Look at me. I'm not even trying to be cocky right now. I've seen niggas with the same shit I may have had or do have and they don't rock it right. They don't look nice in it. It's all about your swag. Don't go get a pair of Nikes because everyone have them. You won't be able to rock them right. It's about how you tie your shoes, how your pants fall over behind the tongue of your sneakers - but just lean over it a little. I mean, it's even fly when my shirt is pushed up behind my phone case on my hip. You can't buy being fly.
True story, my closet is like two stories.
Speaking of clothes, lol. I'm lovin' it. My closet is big as fuck, really. Right now it's something like full. Great thing for all of the less fortunate people. I'm donating a large portion of my clothing to the Salvation Army and Clothes For Africa foundations. I'm hella excited about that, really. I want to do some good in the world. Mhm, so - when the people see the fly shit, they'll be good.
When the internet asks who the best, why won't you say me?
Lol, seriously! Why front and say I'm wack or something. When they ask who's the best, just say my name. Like - nigga, I'm really ill. Lyrical content is not to be fucked with. My metaphors and punchlines are a little too ill. You niggas owe me respect. You owe me your ears whenever I drop something. Click that picture and download the project, really. Then get hit back in the head with Science Project.
Love is a battlefield, we all get scarred.
Sweetheart, you know? Shit happens - I mean, what can we do? Build a bridge and get over it. Wait, wait, wait - nah, not get over it alone though. Get over it together. See, there are things that happens with your companion that you can't do shit but think it's insurmountable. That's when you and your partner need to have to heart to heart talk. You know? The post-argument talk. Lol, really - we all get scarred.
He's having heaven on earth, is his wings gone fit him?
Eh, I love life right now. I have my downs, but I'm loving it. I'm so optimistic about everything. When shit gets hard, I just wish harder for tomorrow. When you realize that, man - you're good. Don't let too much get to you now. Man, have your heaven now. I'm trying to touch the sky and take everything in it. So, word.
I'll do anything necessary for her, so don't let the necessary occur.
Self explanatory.
8 comments:
yep!
you have a way with words, sir.
that last line must be to me. it MUST.
Ki: LMAO @ You finishing the line. GTFOMYCOMMENTS! Omg, lmao.
Adina Renee: Sorry, I don't have know how to do the sexy E. But, thanks for the comment. Be a friend.
Jeanri: Shut up, fag!
"Sorry, I don't have know how to do the sexy E."
what do you mean? i'm a little confused. =/
é - the sexy E.
lol, ohhh.
i feel slow.
"I'm not even talking about my two fans tonight"
From the old post.
Random blog browsing and BAM!
I click none other than Jay Adams.
You SHOULD be talking about the fans though, in that lovely song you should be composing.
I'm dead ass serious Jay.
I want it.
Oh.
And I see you know my babymama.
[Adina, with the sexy "E", Renée]
I've got the sexy E in my government name too, ya know.
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