"When I was 10 got the truly dict...My uncle pulled me to the side, And he schooled me quick, told me son gooey- spit...You can't get paid in a earth this big, you worthless kid...Niggas don't deserve to live, go and get a motherfucker, if he murder kids, bottle up carbohydrates and preservatives...He got hit up that same night...Ever since my flow, my dough, and my hoe game been tight..."
Cam
I'm an August baby...Leo, last day...so when the summer draws to a close, my real year draws to a close. September is about beginnings for me. If I was a business (soon to be, but not yet), it would be the beginning of my 'fiscal year'...the budgets have been argued...the beans have been counted...people have more of an indication of whether they'll be promoted or demoted...it's turning the page basically. You look back on what you succeeded with, what you weren't so successful with, make the modifications, and then have at it...a new year's grind.
In any event, I just hit a big milestone this year...I turned 40. Right? Sounds weird just saying it. Part of me feels like I'm still 25...ready to get it poppin', bed 50 wenches, drink a case and a 5th to the head, smoke a ounce of some premium green, bed 50 wenches, and wake up the next morning and play a couple games of full court ball (creative license people relax.) Of course the reality sets in, and honestly, I don't think I've lived like that since I was...26...so there that go.
Thing is...I'm not sure I can call what the other part of me feels, 'old'. It's more like, seen some things...done some things...and still wanna see more. Though I'm nowhere near as agile and adept as I was in my youth, and the pains linger a tad longer...they still do go away (with a little good "medicine" that is). I feel like, based on some of the dumb shit I did, and the horrid decision making that haunts me, even to this day, hell, I'm lucky to be here. I have experienced some of the silliest, wildest shit known to man. Yet for all the bravado, and fond recollection of times you managed to survive the nonsense, it's still things like, witnessing the birth of my children, watching my mother finally get her degree, and go on to graduate degrees in the sunset of her life before she passed, and seeing the successes and obstacle dodging my family and friends have achieved, that really stick with me.
So, what's to come? I have some plans and ideas. Willfully, I will stop procrastinating/bitching/spending the money on something else and really begin to 'unfold the scrolls & plant seeds to stampede the globe' soon. If you can't be a part, be a witness. Hallelujah. One Nation...Under God...and so forth and such. So let's see where this thing goes, eh? This blog will house all of the manifestations of the shit going on in my noggin'. What I like, my opinion, shit I find funny, etc...etc...etc. I'll try to keep these long winded bullshit blogs to a minimum, but from time to time, I just gotta say something about some of the ig'nant, perverted, clown show quality crap that I see going on every day in life. I just gotta, sorry.
So, what's to come? I have some plans and ideas. Willfully, I will stop procrastinating/bitching/spending the money on something else and really begin to 'unfold the scrolls & plant seeds to stampede the globe' soon. If you can't be a part, be a witness. Hallelujah. One Nation...Under God...and so forth and such. So let's see where this thing goes, eh? This blog will house all of the manifestations of the shit going on in my noggin'. What I like, my opinion, shit I find funny, etc...etc...etc. I'll try to keep these long winded bullshit blogs to a minimum, but from time to time, I just gotta say something about some of the ig'nant, perverted, clown show quality crap that I see going on every day in life. I just gotta, sorry.
With that, I bring the first entry to an end. As I sit here listening to "Tears of Joy", by Bawse Rawse (So far, he's making way better music than his enemies), and reflecting on the past week at the shore I had with my children, I guess I can say, I'm fortunate. I'm still alive, parts working and moving...my mind still sharp...my kids are provided for (read: spoiled rotten), loved, healthy, and beautiful...I'm not in too much debt...I got a pretty good steady gig (Oh but these assholes pulled a move on me...I connected the dots while reflecting over a continental kush breakfast in Ocean City, NJ...and revenge...it will be sweet, mark my words)...soon to get my degree (fina-fuckin'-ly as my old earth would have said were she here)...the clan is still kickin', still strivin', and learnin' everyday...and the few whom I consider friends, have continued to stick by me, humor me at times, correct me when I'm off track...and just show love and support even when I'm being onery and obstinate. I'm a LEO...what can I say? When I'm happy, all in my kingdom are happy...I'm generous...loving the ladies...dapping the fellas...and generally maintaining peace on earth. But lo...when he's angry...the skies darken...prices go up...and the iron fist slams down verily on those who have drawn my ire.
Enough of that tho. Light up, take a swig, or whatever your vice is. The plane is now boarding...destination...anywhere. Enjoy your flight.
"Jets nigga, now where haven't we been yet?" Curren$y a.k.a. 'Hot Spitta'
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