The reason I sit down and jot up a lot, is because its another marketing plan I built, another demise, another plot, Im not down wit no wave, so before you label me just stop, in a huge world how can I put all my nickels in one area and expect to pop, I should expect to drop if I just sink and think one track minded, I been brushed away all the dirt that was blocking my vision, true intuition completely blinded, artist of many lanes, it chose me like a slave, tho Im laid back in many days, I network hard and put in work, stamp that label the wave, from fixing computers, to cutting hair, the cleanup after Hurricane Sandy out on the beach, me and the homies were there, basketball tournaments, volunteer services in nursing homes, Im not just talking, I been walking, from selling nicks outta the Principal office, I made it far, not much losses, dum ass ds search the v one day, found a tat in the front, but not the half a p in the truck, wasted my time because they couldnt get the warrant from the bosses, first real job I was flipping burgers, working the register, putting together Wendys sandwiches was the way I thought to get further, I could give you a long list of my trades, I could probably go on a quarter of the day, like shoveling snow in the Winter, yea I find many ways to get paid, the day that I bust and have yall in the daze, is the luxury of this Facebook ish, timeline on my page...
Posted on: Tue, 22 Oct 2013 15:31:35 +0000
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