CHEQUE ME OUT

CHEQUE THIS

now, i'm probably here talking to ma self seeing that no body has commented on ma blogs (except that person who voted).
but i'mma continue to write down ma thoughts even if it is to laugh at them l8r. uzimi.

now, cheque this. Friday gone, whch was Nov 2. big, big man like mi left portland guh a kgn guh mek three card man ketch mi! how friggin stupid!

is like mi deh a HWT a try ketch summ'n fi cum back a mi yaad, when, dem four man yah come start chat behind mi. eediot mi now guh tun roun an a watch dem. de thief dem dud nutten more than fi dare mi fi play, an de supp'n look easy eenuh. guess wah? I ended playing. guess what happen, i lost my fone and part a my bus fare. guess wah mi win? nutten!

bloodfyah star?!!!! a how mi salt suh?

TELL ME

REALITY CHEQUE PLZ.

I sat here today thinking about what life meant to me, and i wondered:
what it really means to be honest? am i suppose to tell you every truth even if it hurts you more than it does me?
what it really means to be your friend? am I suppose to suck up to you, wipe your ass if you shit? dry your tears if you cry? make you happy when you're sad? be your buddy (no pun intended)? or be you're bitch?

what it really means to be on top of my game? am i to forget those at the bottom? am i to forget my roots? am i to forget people like you?

what it really means to succeed? am i to starve to death in order to save every dime? am i to dream-out-loud; spilling my ideas for you to be better than i am, at my own game? am i to settle down and focus on what really counts, me? am i to be a self conscious prick? or is this all just a load of shit?

what it really means to be in love, be loved? am i missing out? am i going to get in something so deep i can feel my butt? (lol) sh$t! am i too damn sentimental? am i the one full of it? am i...

now wait!

will you please tell me?

oh shit jus tell me shut the f*&k up!

AHHHHHH!!!!

and get out a my head!