Time to Make That Dough

It is time to make that dough.  I am sick of being a broke ass.  I just want to be able to do whatever I want.  I am sick of asking ladies to hang out.  I want to ask them on dates!  A girl is way more likely to put out when you buy her a nice dinner.  If she doesn't, then you are doing something wrong!  But I can't take any ladies on dates if I don't have that money.  I need to make some company that makes me millions.  It will happen and I will be rich.  If you don't believe it, look me up in five years and you will see I'm making that dough.  #MONEYGANG

How To Do Nothing

Dawg, you are already doing it!! WHOOP WHOOP

College.  It is almost here.  I have been waiting for this all my life.  I used to watch the MTV spring break shows or that show Greek on ABC.  I don't think anything is going to be more fun.  Everyone just gets a lot more chiller because they don't have to worry about getting caught by their parents.  And they just get chiller in every other way, too.  People are so judgmental in high school.  If someone judges you in college, then they are just weird.  And there is so many people there, anyway, that you don't have to even see those people that do judge.  I am stoked for college and that is all I have to say.

Conversations On Conversations

Levonte is a black man that walks into a gas station in Alabama.  He is confronted by white supremacist leader, Dick. Here is their conversation...

Dick:  Get the f*** out of here n*****.
Levonte:  Whatchu gon do bout it white boy?

(Dick pulls out a gun)

Dick:  I'll shoot yo ass boy.
Levonte:  Oh ya?  Do it b****.

(Dick pulls the trigger.  It doesn't phase Levonte.)

Dick:  Dafuq????
Levonte:  Yeah bitch,  I'm the black superman.
Dick:  I still see a dirty n*****.
Levonte:  And I see a racist mothaf***** that is gonna get his a$$ kicked.

(Levonte picks up dick, flies the f*** out of the gas station and all the way up in the sky.  Dick is now a splattered stain on a road.)

****MORAL OF THE STORY:  DON'T BE A RACIST****

The Beginning

This is the beginning.
This is the end.
School is over.
I hope I don't lose all my friends.
Life is about to begin.
I won't do it with my bottle of gin.
Fuck with me... I'll stab you in the face with a pin.

Blackout

#SWOLLSQUAD

 

Swollsquad

We are the biggest

We are the baddest

We are the swollest

and we the nicest;)

We are SWOLLSQUAD

Sad Sad lonely Chairs #poorchairs

 

This chair just wants someone to sit in it.  It looks oh so lonely.  I just want to cry for it.

One Love

 

One love, man. That is all we need. One love.  Just love everyone, and accept everyone for who they are. One love, bruhh. One love. 

Sixers bruhh

"My dong is a foot long."

 - some comment on a six word memoir website. 

This is all you really need in life.

FTP

Fuck the police. That is all i have to say.

ONE LINE mophukaz

 And 2morrow

By Tupac Shakur

Today is filled with anger

fueled with hidden hate

scared of being outcast 

afraid of common fate

Today is built on tragedies

which no one wants 2 face

nightmares 2 humanities

and morally disgraced

Tonight is filled with rage

violence in the air

children bred with ruthlessness

because no on at home cares

Tonight I lay my head down

but the pressure never stops

gnawing at my sanity

content when I am dropped

But 2morrow I c change

a chance 2 build a new

Built on spirit intent of Heart

and ideals

based on truth

and tomorrow I wake with second wind

and strong because of pride

2 know I fought with all my heart 2 keep my

dream alive 

Tat It Up

 

Tattoos are too sick.  Well, if you get the right thing.  It is going to be on you for the rest of your life. You better get something good!  Do not, and I mean DO NOT go get a drunk tattoo unless you are going to tat up your entire body.  If you want that, tat it up, homie!  I think it looks sick when people are completely tatted up.  I'm not really a fan of face tattoos, though. Some can look dece, but I just say stay away from the face.  Other than that, Tat Tat Tat it up!!

Love One Another

Why hate?  Why not love everyone?  If someone is a bitch to you, then yeah, you can hate them.  But why should we judge by how they look or live their life.  They might be the coolest person in the world, but because they are tatted up head to toe, that makes them a bad person.  It is sad how people judge so easily.  Love one another.

Legalize It

Legalize it!  What is wrong with a little plant?  A little herb? It isn't hurting anyone!  You think America has a shitty economy?  Well legalize Cannabis and see what happens!  It will get a hell of a lot better. I can tell you that!  It is natures medicine.  When they come up with a cure for cancer, I bet there will be some sort of hemp product in it.  Legalize it.  It's the best thing that you can do.   

Up, Up, and Away!

What is out there beyond this world?  Space is huge!  I don't believe for one second that we are the only life forms in this universe.  There is unlimited possibilities out there.  Maybe space is based on our thoughts, and everything we think appears somewhere in space.  Like how dope would it be if there really was a Star Wars type of galaxy out there somewhere?  Or like Star Trek!  How sick would it be to have a space ship that never ran out of gas so you could explore as far as you want.   I wonder if they will ever make space travel the new cool thing in our lifetime?  That would be too cool.  What if there is giant robots like Transformers? How nutty would that be??  I would love to be a space man.  Maybe one day. 

Sorry For the Explicit Content

 Well, I am sorry for some of the explicit content my blog has to offer.  I sometimes forget this is for school.  I just let my mind do the thinking, and I write it down.  I'll try to make it a little cleaner, but I can't really promise anything.  Again, I'm sorry.

I Die. You Die. We All Die

Everyone dies.  Deal with it.  You can be scared of it, but just remember that it happens to everybody.  If someone close to you dies, I am sorry!  That sucks, dude.  But please don't revolve your life around that death.  Their time just came a little earlier than yours.  You will probably see them again in the next life.  Just deal with it.  Make yourself realize that that person is not coming back.  I wish we could bring them back, but we just can't.  We can have that memory of that person in our heart forever, but let's get on with life, and look to the better of the situation:  They are probably happier!

But, where do we go?  Do we go to Heaven? Hell?  Do we get reincarnated into someone or something?  Or is death just the end of it?  No one really knows.  Some people like to claim that they know the "truth" but do they really?  How can you be so sure of it.  I guess we will all just find out when we die.  I think that that is the only way you will get your true answer.  You can join a religion and go by their principles, and think if they know where you go.  I'm just waiting 'til I die to get my answer.  I don't really care to find out until then!

Live your life to the fullest, everyone.  I absolutely hate seeing all these depressed people that the world has to offer.  This is your  life, bro!  Live it good!!  Do what you want to do! #YOLO!!  You only live once, man!  Live it GOOD!!  If the way your living your life makes you happy, then you are livin' it good.  Happiness is the key to a good life.  If you're not happy, your life is shit!  Why would you want to be pissed off at the world?  I just don't know how that is fun.  But whatever floats your boat!  If being a downer makes you happy, then good for you. All I really know is that if I'm happy, I'm living a good life!

But in the end, we all die.  No one can do anything about it. 

My Love For Spring Break

All I can say is that I lovvvvve spring break.  I have yet to have a spring break where there is unlimited drunk hunnies, lots of drank, and everyone just going HAM.  Hopefully that is what happens #springbreak2013 but who knows.  I just know it's going to be dope.  I can't wait.  Neither can you.  #springbreak2013 #errrrdayyyy #YOLO
 

Fear Is For Pussies

Is fear for pussies?  Yeah, your gut feeling is telling you to say, "Yes."  Mane, we livin' dat thug life.  We don't get scared.  That's pussy shit.  But is this really how we feel.  No matter how big of a thug you are, I know you get scared.  Maybe spiders or snakes don't scare you, but there has to be something.  If some crazy ass, fresh out of prison, is chasing you with an ax, you are telling me you wouldn't be scared?  I would shit myself.  So you might say that you don't get scared, but I know you do. I'll chase you around with an ax, and then we'll see how you're feeling.

Childhood

 

Don't you just wish you were still a child?  You could do pretty much whatever and get away with it.  Your imagination was nutty.  You could come up with a way to play with pretty much whatever.  Your friends would play board games with you... if you ask your homies to play board games now, they look at you like you as if you had said the dumbest comment they have ever heard.  Your mom or dad will do anything for you.  If you are hungry, they will make you food.  If you pooped yourself, they will wash you off.  When you are a child, anything goes.  I miss childhood. I don't want to grow up.  It is scary.  But... bring it adulthood. 

You Know I'm Thinking About You

Yeah, you know I'm thinking about you.
I'm thinking about you like a fat ass loves his cupcakes
like a rock star thinks about heroin
like a thirteen year old boy thinks about masturbating
like Mr. Crocker thinks about fairy odd parents
and like hipsters think about being different... even though they all look the same

I've been thinking bout forever... thank you Frank Ocean #OFWGKTA

I've been thinking about a lot of other things, too
like some fine ladies surrounding me
like the the fat girl's thong hanging out in front of me
like "When am I going to finish this poem?"
like legalizing that good good

But, come to think of it, I'm still thinking about you

I'm thinking about the first facebook messages I got from you
how we could talk hours on end and not get sick of each other
the times when we would chill at the park
how you could change my emotions more than anyone

Damn... why am I still thinking about you?

Meat Head Pride

 

 Do you know I hate?  Fat people, ugly people, and more fat people.  If you don't look good, then how do you live with yourself?? Yeah, IDK, too??  

The only way to live your life is to live it big. You need to feel swoll! HUGE!!!  

So... all I can say is: I got...

MEAT HEAD PRIDE

TruMoo in NYC

I'm not really sure what to say when I write about love.  And who knows more about love than my home girl T Swizzle??  Yeah... No one does!  So read the lyrics to "Love Story" and you will know what love is.

 

"Love Story"

We were both young when I first saw you.
I close my eyes and the flashback starts:
I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.

See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.
See you make your way through the crowd
And say, "Hello,"
Little did I know...

That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles,
And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"
And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you, "Please don't go"
And I said...

Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
I'll be waiting; all that's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess,
It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes".

So I sneak out to the garden to see you.
We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew
So close your eyes... escape this town for a little while.
Oh, oh.

'cause you were Romeo - I was a scarlet letter,
And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"
But you were everything to me,
I was begging you, "Please don't go"
And I said...

Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
I'll be waiting; all that's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess.
It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes".

Romeo, save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel.
This love is difficult but it's real.
Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess.
It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes".

Oh, oh.

I got tired of waiting
Wondering if you were ever coming around.
My faith in you was fading
When I met you on the outskirts of town.
And I said...

Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone.
I keep waiting for you but you never come.
Is this in my head? I don't know what to think.
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said...

Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone.
I love you, and that's all I really know.
I talked to your dad ‒ go pick out a white dress
It's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes".

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

'cause we were both young when I first saw you

A Poem To My Mother

Hello Mom

You are great.
Yes, you make some really good cake.
You are my mom, I think it is fate.
You have taught me well, except how to cook my steak.

I have made some stupid decisions,
but you still love me.
I did not get your perfect vision,
but my Ray Bans make me look like a G.
I know I have made you cry,
and I am sorry.
But please go out of town so I can throw a party.

This poem is a way for me to express my thanks.
I know some of it is random, but I'm just trying to rhyme.
You are great.
Now you are now calling my name.
So I guess i just gotta say...

Bye Mom

Am I Really Alive??

Are we alive??  Is this world real? Are we just an epiphany in someone's mind in another world or universe?  Or are we really here?  These are all unknown answers that, I guess, we will never really know until we move on to the next life.  But I'd like to think that we are real.  I'd like to think that we are here for a purpose.  That we are an actual being that isn't just some chemical reaction that happened from an explosion in space.  I'd like to believe that we really have a heart beat and that we aren't just a bunch of codes in a computer.  But am I alive?  I guess I will just let my life determine that question.

Welcome to my WOW

What's good homies??

Welcome.

I will start out with, I love you.  But who is You?  I couldn't tell you.  That is one of the mysteries the world has for me, you, and everyone else to figure out.  Some people find out who their You is, and some don't.  Sometimes, You could be anything.  A plant, an animal, an instrument, or the toilet. You can pretty much be anything you want it to be.  #iloveyou 


I am here to offer you my thoughts and feelings on life, death, and pretty all the random s*** happening to me that day.  You can judge, you can love, you can hate.  Some might think writings are coming from the next Shakespeare, and some might think it is coming from an illiterate tyrant here to sabotage the web.  I would just like you to enjoy and contemplate some of my "teachings."

Enjoy...



          THESE ARE MY WORDS OF WISDOM