Hot damn it's Friday! Aiight here we go. I'm not gonna get all thought provokin' and ish ( yyyeah I am ) What i'm gonna do is shoot off random questions and maybe, as I ask these questions I may actually answer some. I got a lot of ish I need clarification on. So grab a iced-mocha frappy-sappy-grande-whatever the hell it is (Remember just friggin Coffee?!?) and let's ride.
When did morning radio become all about s**ty relationships,nasty-ass contests and energy that none of us have that friggin early? When did radio become a continuous loop of coonery,beanery and douchebaggery tunes? You notice tha "rich people" around us, are more careful to show us how rich they are? You ever notice tha only people flaunting their riches are rappers that CAN'T rap? When did adoptin' brown babies from somewhere else become chic? How can someone be famous for doin' NOTHIN? How can someone just arrive into this country and open up anything everywhere? (No racist)
How is that tha people that are tryin' to keep immigrants out, are not originally from here? How come we put so much into one man to change tha world, rather than WE take on tha task of doin' so? When did some of us give up on our kids? When did gettin old become a bad thing? When did it become fashionable to hurt women? When was it acceptable for a man to be content to just exist?
Why won't we take more chances? Why won't we change tha things we can change and adapt to tha things we can't? Why don't we love more? Why don't we kill less? and so on... and so on. These are tha questions that i'm sure we answer, but tha answers vary. Tha important thing is keep askin' new ones. keeps us human.
More Questions? follow me on Twitter. I believe I can help.
ONE LOVE.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Track 13. (Realest ish i've wrote...so far)
As I sit here putting together my thoughts ( yeah I know, good luck right?) I believe I've just had the most solid breakthrough of my therapy so far. Bottom line.. I really could give two s**ts what people think about me. I have decided that you can't please anybody, let alone everybody.
When I started writing this life for all to see, I knew there would be a fair amount of criticism.I just was'nt prepared for all tha "what ifs". What if people read it and don't like it ? What if someone who knows me sees this? What if people start to judge me differently? Truth of tha matter is, I started this project because I needed to put my ideas and feelings somewhere, so I did'nt end up as a damn statistic.So It was'nt to become famous, or tha bullshit trappings of any of that. I need to give my emotions a voice.
I know those that know me or have known me, will say it's all bullshit ( you notice i'm spellin' out tha cusswords. Hmm controversial ) Look, Let's get this out tha way.... I'M F**KIN HUMAN! GET IT?!? yes, I've hurt people. Yes, I've cheated on girlfriends, Yes i've done some other shit, fit for cable. But it's tha better man who can admit what he's done and accept, than to go through life with denial and never change. I have started to put my best foot forward for obtaining piece of mind. I believe this is a good start.
I will continue to give my soul a place to talk. ( Name a mofo that would put his soul out there to be disected.) But, if someone does read this and takes something from it, or it helps one person, it would be like Christmas for me.
As for those with a negative point of view of me or the writing, Before you can judge, look inward first And tell me.... Do you have the stones to put your OWN life out here for all to see. Yeah, I did'nt friggin think so.
On a happy-ass note, Hey follow on Twitter (mayhemm09) It's friggin interesting. Also facebook is tha ish. ONE LOVE. ( hell yeah i'll shout that! )
I
When I started writing this life for all to see, I knew there would be a fair amount of criticism.I just was'nt prepared for all tha "what ifs". What if people read it and don't like it ? What if someone who knows me sees this? What if people start to judge me differently? Truth of tha matter is, I started this project because I needed to put my ideas and feelings somewhere, so I did'nt end up as a damn statistic.So It was'nt to become famous, or tha bullshit trappings of any of that. I need to give my emotions a voice.
I know those that know me or have known me, will say it's all bullshit ( you notice i'm spellin' out tha cusswords. Hmm controversial ) Look, Let's get this out tha way.... I'M F**KIN HUMAN! GET IT?!? yes, I've hurt people. Yes, I've cheated on girlfriends, Yes i've done some other shit, fit for cable. But it's tha better man who can admit what he's done and accept, than to go through life with denial and never change. I have started to put my best foot forward for obtaining piece of mind. I believe this is a good start.
I will continue to give my soul a place to talk. ( Name a mofo that would put his soul out there to be disected.) But, if someone does read this and takes something from it, or it helps one person, it would be like Christmas for me.
As for those with a negative point of view of me or the writing, Before you can judge, look inward first And tell me.... Do you have the stones to put your OWN life out here for all to see. Yeah, I did'nt friggin think so.
On a happy-ass note, Hey follow on Twitter (mayhemm09) It's friggin interesting. Also facebook is tha ish. ONE LOVE. ( hell yeah i'll shout that! )
I
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Track 12 ( It's a family affair )
Why does tha weekend always seems like it's on fast friggin' foward? For tha first time in a while, I did something constructive and fun. I actually hung out wit' my family...... no i'm not writin' this in a lock-up, or 72 hour psyche hold. To tell tha truth, it opened my eyes to what should've been tha obvious.
For sometime I always had a weird, but loving way about my family. Sure everybody has family that they're close to, estranged from or downright disown. But at some point you either forgive, or remain tha stubborn SOB, I know you to be. Me, being a potential short bus candidate, (Get over it if offended) I don't have enough sense to continue, my "blinders on attitude" wit my family. So I decided to head out to a get-together, to gain insight on why we may not communicate as much as we should.
After arriving there and started the "ice breakin" talk, I realized why we were'nt as tight as we should be. A lot of it is because of tha basic "don't" of communication, DON'T LISTEN TO HE SAY, SHE SAY, EVEN IF IT'S FAMILY! *pauses* sips Zoloft milkshake. We kept our walls up due to tha rumors and speculation, people do in family. Of course I don't have tha sense, God gave a billy goat so I dived into tha task, of dispelling the rumors and tension. After a couple of hours, I believe it was a sort of therapy for some,to get what was on tha mind off.
And it was'nt this "Dr Phil meets Intervention" s**t, but it was sooo good to watch MY family be themselves. Usually everybody tries watch what they say, this time it was on and poppin. (caucasians please consult your closest black friend for translation) The warm part is we are actually are excited,to be in each other's lives now. Now your lesson is this,....let tha petty s**t go about your family. Let all those preconceived notions you have about them, go as well.
Life is too short to not hold your family, closer than you have been. In a weird turn of events, I just got word that my Aunt who I haven't seen in a while, has fallen ill. Just think if I would've continued down tha path of dumbassness, I never would've found out. After readin' this (if you skimmed it, go back up top mofo) Take time and call ( no e-mail, no text or twitter) anyone or everyone you can catch up wit' in your family. Trust me, you are not alone.
P.S. My family has taught me to be fearless. soooo hope you like tha new picture. I told you I have a face that only boxers play wit'. Thanks to tha family for tha spirit to write this.
For sometime I always had a weird, but loving way about my family. Sure everybody has family that they're close to, estranged from or downright disown. But at some point you either forgive, or remain tha stubborn SOB, I know you to be. Me, being a potential short bus candidate, (Get over it if offended) I don't have enough sense to continue, my "blinders on attitude" wit my family. So I decided to head out to a get-together, to gain insight on why we may not communicate as much as we should.
After arriving there and started the "ice breakin" talk, I realized why we were'nt as tight as we should be. A lot of it is because of tha basic "don't" of communication, DON'T LISTEN TO HE SAY, SHE SAY, EVEN IF IT'S FAMILY! *pauses* sips Zoloft milkshake. We kept our walls up due to tha rumors and speculation, people do in family. Of course I don't have tha sense, God gave a billy goat so I dived into tha task, of dispelling the rumors and tension. After a couple of hours, I believe it was a sort of therapy for some,to get what was on tha mind off.
And it was'nt this "Dr Phil meets Intervention" s**t, but it was sooo good to watch MY family be themselves. Usually everybody tries watch what they say, this time it was on and poppin. (caucasians please consult your closest black friend for translation) The warm part is we are actually are excited,to be in each other's lives now. Now your lesson is this,....let tha petty s**t go about your family. Let all those preconceived notions you have about them, go as well.
Life is too short to not hold your family, closer than you have been. In a weird turn of events, I just got word that my Aunt who I haven't seen in a while, has fallen ill. Just think if I would've continued down tha path of dumbassness, I never would've found out. After readin' this (if you skimmed it, go back up top mofo) Take time and call ( no e-mail, no text or twitter) anyone or everyone you can catch up wit' in your family. Trust me, you are not alone.
P.S. My family has taught me to be fearless. soooo hope you like tha new picture. I told you I have a face that only boxers play wit'. Thanks to tha family for tha spirit to write this.
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