100 JANTS (PTSD)

I have to move through life like I have a hundred bricks on me at all times, I can’t drift and drive I have to stay  between the lines, I have to remember that I’m always going to be the aggressor even in situations where I had to apply no pressure, 6′ 2″ 220 bald head black male with a beard, I’m the usual suspect and I just got here, my tattoos automatically mean thug Life, but if you look closer all you’ll see is my child and my future wife, yes I do feel like I need a gun because I’m going to get shot in the back if I run, give me the same dignity that you give Tommie the dog, you can’t be mad at me because my mind is digital and you stuck on analog, I hold doors and take my elders groceries in the house, I just want you to know I’m tired of being emasculated and why I might want to punch you in the mouth

#LEXICONKILLER

UNBIASED ABUSE

You ever had that one that you can’t get over, the more they beat you up the more you try to get closer, it’s like they have a Svengali hold over your very soul, you’re dealing with a master of strings, they have long evolved from the pinky ring

You make a mistake it’s a declaration of war, they make a mistake you getting up off the floor, I didn’t  think you majored in indentured servitude, I thought you were on some Elroy Jetson shit trying to get to the moon, I don’t care what color it is don’t let that black hole stop you, I’m not a rocket scientist but I know love’s not supposed to sock you, but ultimately it is your life to live, I just hope you don’t lose it just to find out somebody had fux to give

#LEXICONKILLER

UNBIASED ABUSE

You ever had that one that you can’t get over, the more they beat you up the more you try to get closer, it’s like they have a Svengali hold over your very soul, you’re dealing with a master of strings, they have long evolved from the pinky ring

You make a mistake it’s a declaration of war, they make a mistake you getting up off the floor, I didn’t  think you majored in indentured servitude, I thought you were on some Elroy Jetson shit trying to get to the moon, I don’t care what color it is don’t let that black hole stop you, I’m not a rocket scientist but I know love’s not supposed to sock you, but ultimately it is your life to live, I just hope you don’t lose it just to find out somebody had fux to give

#LEXICONKILLER

TRUTH OR DARE

When I got bigger than the bullies I became leader of the pack, you whip one kid ass and they see you not going for that, I had kids that used to beat me up breaking in hostess trucks for snacks, power rush..  I think I’m addicted to that

I was beard gang at 15 years old, I used to walk into U-totem to get my beer because it was cold, I used to get my Newports from 7-Eleven though and my XXX magazines, at this point I was trying to show grown ladies moves they never seen

Don’t blame the clerk’s or the women, whoever remember I kept gold coins to go swimming, but what had more effect were those every other weekend visits dwindling, plus relations at 12 gave me the confidence of any man to pick my vices off the shelf, balcony at school I’m such a good planner, that’s the day I became the Hulk and erased Bruce Banner.. virginity story if you’re a slow understander

A lot of the stuff I write you have to read slow and listen fast, more than likely if you don’t understand I’m using an analogy about sex crime or cash, 6 out of 10 times if it’s heartfelt than you know the situation and know I’m not chasing any clout just anticipation, the other four times I’m probably in the 5th dimension wondering about a black owned plantation

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VIRGINIA IS FOR LOVERS

Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my thoughts ✍🏾✍🏾✍🏾

DRUGZ..  how many of us need them??  DRUGZ… How many of us use them?? .. DRUGZ… How many of us need them?? Let’s be real

Everybody has a vice, some are accepted and some make people look twice, some roll up to forget and be at ease, some pop pills and blame it on their knees, one time I talked to a dude that huffed freon, I just listened as he told me about the high he on

Some break out the skis and go on holiday, not Christmas but Doc they act erratic in a way, others travel with a tourniquet and have to tie off to get their blast, if they aspirate this will be their last

Some people argue whether or not this one should qualify, but it has to be a drug if you keep drinking after your first D.U.I, you can chalk it up as just having too much fun, but it has to be a drug at least when you catch your second one, you figured it out so now you only drink at home, only problem is you drove everyone away so now you’re all alone

Not to leave anyone out we got the hardest working on the list, sell their daughters laptop for ten minutes worth of bliss, can fix the engine on everything from a 72 Impala to a Rolls-Royce wraith, swear on his mama grave and he was with her yesterday, come on baby I got you when my check come on payday, needless to say a week later he got the beats by Dre

DRUGZ..  how many of us need them??  DRUGZ… How many of us use them?? .. DRUGZ… How many of us need them?? Let’s be real

MENTAL HEALTH

When I die fuk it I wanna go to hell, Cee nova a piece of shit it hard to fukin tell, it don’t make sense goin to heaven with the lame-oids, fuk that shit I’m in line with all my homeboys, I’m getting tired with life here on earth and it only got worse, with my son birth, he 16 months ain’t seen him since 5, and his other creator upset because I’m still alive, (spinning of revolver click) she held me down whole time In the bing, I got released & started hitting everything, all of my life I been considered as the worse, momma goin to sleep had to hide her fukin purse, pops won’t there because I thought he didn’t care, the day before he died he looked me in my eyes, did some research pops won’t a jerk, history repeats itself, same way it happened to him in the past I’m getting put on a shelf , (spinning of revolver click) the walls of my empire falling apart everywhere I look, I gotta go see the judge I wanna end the book(CEE TALK TO ME PLEASE) it’s sort of like Willie Dynamite at the end, walking down the street with no fukin friends, everybody say pray, and I just say ok, but what’s the sense in that when I’ma end it all today, anything you can salvage from my estate go to my son, tell him daddy loved him even though he don’t know me haven’t held him since day one, I’m sick of all the broads lying I’m sick of dudes hating.. Matter of fact, why the fuk I’m waiting(spinning of revolver bang)
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