Never Let Go

Beginnings: Chapter 1

I'm just a young nigga keeping it real

Maybe my mouth to slick and I don't fit the stereotype that society makes me out to be.

Waking up with the man on my back and constant eyes watching me just waiting for me to mess up. Because I'm a young black men and let's be real the WHITE MAN got a jail cell waiting just for me.

I don't need a TRAPQUEEN..I need a young lady who can complete me. Who's body I can worship, who lips I cherish, and who minds I can transform until the women her mother wants her to be.

Let's be real, us young black men have given our beautiful queens trust issue. We give and we take and we forget the very essence of their being.

Their hips, lips, face, and let's not forget the Kryptonite they hold between those curvacious legs in which sends nigga's into a frenzy.

Yeah I'm just keeping it real. Putting your hands on female that weigh a buck twenty..really?

Let me find out us males feel the need to "flex" on every female. When really your a frightened, unschooled, simple minded, obtuse,idiotic imbecile who have no clue of what a real man is suppose to be.

Are my words to big for you to understand...well...

In other words a small dick nigga who need they ass beat. Understand?

Ya see I can't help but keep it real

We want our females thick with long hair and the perfect smile when all that does is cause our queens to have insecurities that are sky high.

We keep treating our queens like trash and as a result we're gonna have a generation of girls that screams "Let's Twerk"...no babygirl go do some book work.

I need my queen, who's unbroken unshattered. Ready to take on all of me. Someone who can keep it real just for me.

~Keep It Real~

Try growing up with a family who trys to pretend that the world is perfect when in reality its all full of bullshit.

My mother is a plastic surgeon and is barely home and my dad is a lawyer who takes on the role as the mother and the father. We live in a six bedroom two story home in Queens New York where both my parents, my grandmother and my little sister Marli have been living for over 10 years.

I'm the average guy, even though my parents are well off I know to still stay humble regardless.

I'm Ian and yes its pronounced just how you see it (Eye-An). I know my names a little different but that's why its dope because it means "Gift from God". I'm caramel skin, light brown/green eyes, waves and I got tattoo sleeves on both my arms (Pic in MM). I have a little sister Marli who just turned four and she is my heart and soul. That could be my daughter how much time we spend together and I won't lie I spoil her rotten. But isn't that what big brothers suppose to do?

I'm 19 and I go to Townsend Harris High School the best ranked public school in NY and this is my senior year. No I'm not in a relationship but I am looking for my special queen who I can spoil. I drive a black on black Range Rover in which I got for my 16th birthday and I work at my best friends tattoo shop. My mother doesn't approve but I'm a good artist and so I like to share that with people. In plus I like the feeling of making my own money.

I have four best friends who I grew up with since preschool and their names is Charley, Shay, Massiah, and Zack. Everyone knows if one of us is somewhere then one of us out of the group is not far behind. I guess we all connected because we all know what it's like to have parents who try to make us something were not.