The Real Bio

Im a smart black kid who tells it how it is. I don't bullshit or fabricate facts. If I don't know something, I get off my ass and I look it up.

Im a man of God, athlete, musician (Classical to Hip-hop trumpeter, singer, MC and songwriter), philosopher, scholar, poet, recreational fighter, semi professional gamer, writer, and a whole bunch of other stuff.

Short and sweet I made a conscious decision at the age of 4 I would be a product of my imagination not my environment.
This blog exists for 2 reasons.

1 - To show you that you can do it too.

2 - Cause I always perform best when I have an audience.


Without any further a due, ladies and gentlemen, here it is.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

An Ode about being carless in Southern California

So for the past 6 months everytime I was supposed to get a car something existential in life came up and prohibited it...it was like God was saying "SYKE gotcha nigga" it stopped being cool after the 3rd time. I dont wanna say when im supposed to get it now cause history has taught me to keep my mouth shut, but I've got to wait for a F.A.S.F.A check to get my ride. My pops could get me a car yeah...but hes a marine so he won't. I don't think he understands....

Ladies dont give up any ass to the nigga with a bus pass -.-
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