Sittin in line for tighter and tinier spot for the next 12 hours wasn’t on my mind,
till the flash of a painting was visioned. Fresh. In black n grey. One liner poetry. One. Ichi. Una. Having a lot of ups n downs. Fifa after madden. Coffee after meal. A warm hot face towel…mmmm, I’m tellin u holmes. This shit right here gets me all fidgety. Pirates of the caribbean shit at age of 5. A kid on his own planet carnival. I am so blown right now. Irie. S/O to kumar…
The blessings of many idols or gods. Whatever it is, to me, Its all the same. The other side of the fence is the other side of the fence, and no one knows. Whatever it is, its a blessing. U lose some. U win some. No matter a win or lose, we are always winners. That’s what my coach told me. And we started winning. A history of losing seasons. We gotta a couple in. There was that word hope. Every time I hoped, it was why??!! WHY ME? after. That’s when I was like. Fuck it I’m keepin it like the white signs with big red letters. Unauthorized. We on some street fundamentals. But like the jungles from my culture. It was all instinct. Destiny. Straight up. I love all my seeds, now my son poppin clones….! That shit gonna be diesel. Keeping it rare but known. All I ask is one thing… Enjoy the journey. We only got one shot. Make it work. Make ur mark. I started on my feet, ran with trackless souls. Shit………. I’m bout cop all black baby jordans traked up like some of my lost brothas strike out arm. No pain. No gain. #hustle gang #have_chase_live
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