"See I got demons in my path so I got daughters on the way..if the prophecies correct then the child shall have to pay..for the sins of the father...so i barter my tomorrows against my yesterdays and hope that she'll be ok" Aye yo..im feelin that Jay shyt right there. For some reason that shyt been goin thru my mind all day. Prolly cas I want a lil girl wenever I do become a father. On to other shyt though. Cas we Gs over here and in order to be the hardest blogger out a nigga cant get emotional. Nah son chilllll.

My day was cool..not over yet but so far its been aight. I had a couple classes and I went to subway and this madd blk madd crispety crunchety bald ass shorty tried to get at me. It wasnt a good look at all son. Last nite was poppin though. A nigga went to the Guitar Bar and nah niggas was not playin guitar hero lmao. I seen some bad bitches...bad built bitches...fat bitches..all kinds of bitches son. I mean the club was just filled wit bitches like yoo look at them bitches over there. I was in strait chill mode though..cas wen u act madd desperate like u aint used to the bad bitches the bad bitches dont holla. You niggas see the logistics in wat i just said haha?? I be on some other shyt while u niggas just here. Im out son...Trizz Bitch!

Aye yo. I finally made a blogspot and now niggas is gone have a problem. Im the hardest blogger out son. Strait up on some real G hardbody bloods and crips wat up gangsta type shyt. This wat i does. Not really but u knoo. I dont need no introduction. If u lookin for some blogs bout some change the world introspective make u think type shyt. Im sorry. This not the blog for u. If u just lookin for some entertainment type shyt..well..this still not the blog for u haha. Idk son give me a min to get used to this shyt and decide wat direction ima go in. Obama 09. We in there. My nigga Obama got them Jz on and the fried chicken on deck. Strait up no racisto son. We strait Gs over here. Trizzzz Bitch!