It sure is. And you know the worst part its even harder being purple, orange, blue or green. Maybe not green cuz even Captain Kirk got with a green chick. But still being a black raisin in a cup of milk feels pretty low. C'mon can a nigga learn how to swim already. Where are my other people? How long do I have to wait before black people catch on to being something other a nigga trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents (that don't even make sense Pac, don't even make sense).
Let's move on. I went to the club the other day. Lloyd was there. I didn't care. Jeezy was there. I didn't care. But about 100 other people did so when I stepped on there shoes while trying to move through the crowd they got a "little" angry (little cuz I was smaller than them so how would it look beating up on me). The lasting memory of the night was when one of Jeezy's boys started throwing money in the crowd. Two things happened:
I passed by one dude who grabbed the money from the air and threw it back at Jeezy's boy. I told dude "that was gangsta."
Then I passed by this one girl who had missed the whole fiasco so she stood there like the second coming of Christ. I knew she was waiting for more money cuz nobody was standing around her and she was looking right at Jeezy's boy. Mind you Jeezy's boy is like 10 feet away from Jeezy. All I could think of is broke ass hefter. I proceeded to slap her and tell her ass to get a job, better yet go to school and get a good job instead of coming to club and looking for hand outs. (Yall know I didn't slap her but you get the picture).
Now let's talk about how I was watching Jeezy being niggerish, I could think of 150+ people that could eat off that one chain of his. Just a disgusting display of wealth. I don't how people get excited about a guy who raps about getting money; from selling drugs none the less. Niggas support that? Support me you ignorant fools. I'm struggling trying to make something of myself but when I tap miss pretty young thang on the shoulder all I get is a sneer. Do a public service and dance for a song.
All and all I'm still wondering if it was worth $20. Yes deep pocket change. I dunno, next time if don't hear free before 11pm I got a movie from Netflix at home waiting to entertain me.
Peace yall, see you at the hideaway.
Eh hem... Poem time.
My poetic sense is my defense.
Leaving the cold blooded heated to rip and vent
Its tense. Let me release your soul with the tip of blade
At the tip of my tongue by the words that's been made
Is it heaven or hell that drives men to discover their existence
Chasing after death when we yell rather than listen
Yes its true, the beginning of the end begins with you
If no meaning is sought then the lesson is still new
Let's teach the souls the furture can be a gift
A time left to enjoy her bossum and the very first kiss
Eternal bliss. The black sun shall rise again.
