today I hate my job

yesterday not so much, but today, I hate it. There is no sense of trust in that place. You wanna fire me don't setup some elaborate scheme to get me out. Just let me go with two weeks pay. I wish. I can't believe I'm still working there.

On another note. I think the end of the world is coming. No here me out. The other day, the sky was red. Sure the sun was coming up and there was a deep fog that illuminated the red flares but there's more. You know that feeling that things are closing in on you. Things keep happening closer and closer to you: from people on the news to people you know, to people that are your family. Its strange man. I need to brush up on my religion.

Other idea. Laziness pursues me. You get all excited about something. You have brilliant ideas then you get into it and laziness sits by you as you work on your computer in the afternoon. He knows you have all day to work so he asks, "So is this what you are going to do all day?"

Yourself: yeh, I got to finish this.
Lazy: Hmph. Just seems like there could be better things to do.

Yourself: Well it has to be done. If I don't do it now, I'll be tired tomorrow.
Lazy: How do you know that? Its not due tomorrow. So you have time.

Yourself: I don't think you're even listening to me.
Lazy: You're not listening to yourself. C'mon, whats on the tube?

Yourself: Nothing. You know that.
Lazy: Youtube?

Yourself: No.
Lazy: This couch is real nice to take a nap. You look like you need a nap. Lets take a nap and do this stuff later.

Yourself: Man, just leave me be.... This couch is comfortable.
Lazy: Yehhhh, you look a little cold too. Put that blanket over you.

Yourself: Its a little chilly in here. I guess I could lay down and do my work. Maybe I'll just....Zzzzzzz Zzzzzzz Zzzzzzz

3 hours later

Yourself: Damn it!
Hunger: I could go for some pizza right now.

Black People Should Kill Ni$$as

Let's forget about a blackout. Lets forget about a march on Washington. Lets forget about picket signs and arguing and complaining. Lets educate. How about we get together and talk about how we spend our money. How we can change the economy to benefit us. How we can get millions of people out of credit debt. Lets do for self. The Civil Rights is over. The war is done. Lets build.

I'm not wearing black. I'm going to spend my money if I have to. I'm not walking to anywhere just to complain about shit. You know what I'm going to do. Teach my kids how to balance a check book, how to save money, how to make decisions, and how to look for resources. That's my fight. Sorry if it isn't glorious. I'm just part of a quiet storm.

And keep that dumb ni$$a T.I. in jail. I don't care. His ass knew the rules. Its all a scheme for more album sales. Oh it just so happens that his single says, "I still keep that thang." And then he goes to jail for having guns. He's just trying to get his street cred back. Sorry T.I. no sympathy here. You're bougy son. Ya bougy.

Welcome home Genarlow Wilson.

I'm a Rapper

We got players that will do for self, to do for wealth
Some things we got to do in stealth
Like that rak co-Kane flow, But not cocaine though
That Big Daddy, 18th letter of the soul
Pay respects to the legends even if they still breathing
So thanks for the lessons while you wait for new seasons