THIS BOOK IS ABOUT THE THINGS WE GO THROUGH AS STRONG BLACK PEOPLE & ABOUT THE SHIT WE GOTTA GO THROUGH TODAY ONLY BECAUSE OF OUR COLOR
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Expected date to drop: February 3, 2019
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Why do they treat me like I'm trouble, it's more to me then that Why do they shoot me when I'm wearing my color, like I can rip it off Why do they fear us when we just trying to live like them Equality Love
Hopelessness
July 15, 2018
I laid back in the chair, feeling the emptiness that the blunt was giving me
It was a good feeling, after all I seen today. I needed to feel this way
Harlem was the reason I lived this way, it started on movies and then it became a reality to me
It's the life my father warned me about, before he took his last breath.
"Temptation is a bitch son."
"A$AP? what's coolin?" Not playing attention to whoever that was
I inhaled the blunt again, this time hating the emptiness feeling
Somebody hit me upside the head, making me look up
"What the fuck is up with you yo?" I sat up in my chair, still holding the blunt in my fingers
"I got some friends coming over, take ya mad ass home."
Coming back to reality I noticed, where I was. Studio
"Did I record anything?" I went to grab my phone off the stand
"Yeah, I'll replay it and send it to you. But for now go on home, you smell."
I shoot him a bird, I grabbed all of my things
"Meet up tomorrow? The shop?" He called out towards me as I was beginning to leave
I nodded, I pulled my keys to my Range as I made my way outside
Momma 😚 is calling
"Rakim where you?" I blew out my unfinished blunt, momma hates that shit
"Just leaving the studio Momma, everything okay?"
I started the car up, and put her on Bluetooth.
"Yeah well, I'll let you. Just wanted to hear you voice. Love you." She spoke softly
"Love you more momma." She hung up
I drove quietly, to my house. Not really wanted to go but I don't like going out on Tuesdays.
I lit my blunt again, not caring if I was driving on not.
I made it to my house, and I noticed a few cars there. I didn't live by myself, of course a couple of my mud brothers stayed with me.
I got out the car, I hit the button a few times, making sure it was really locked.
I saw the nearest ashtray, and placed the roach inside.
I walked straight into my room, immediately running some shower water
Britt: can I come over? read@12:30 am I threw my phone on the bed, my mother always said to treat a women like the woman she is. But one thing I couldn't stand was women like her
- I rolled another blunt, while laying back down in my bed.
Wearing only some polo boxers. I just loved this feeling and I didn't wanna give it up
