I Love Brooklyn. I Love NY period. I'm young and black, what else is there to say. I just love life, and I live in the Greatest City on earth. AND TO EVERYONE I JUSS THOUGHT I'D SAY THIS, IM NOT REALLY 25 IM 15 I JUSS SAID DAT TO LOOK AT OLDA VIDEOS. 25 IN DA BRAIN DOUGH. lol

My Best Metaphor

I'm a ANGEL so u didn't just settle. And u said u wuz da SAME but I wud Go Loose-If-Her wud go DEVIL.


Street's Disciple

I done seen through experience, feed youths asparaginase. The shit they need to grow, not Americas arrogance. A twisted truth produces a twisted youth. And if everyone turns pretzel than from that salty shit will be shit produced. Fictionalized say our history started with a twisted noose. When they know damn well we begin buldin Pyramids not some chimps for stoops. Porch monkeys are fictional cause the "niggers" I know. Busted they ass on your grass pickin cotton for growth. And grew into America, a stew? no, one character. The white man, we are not a melting pot. Cause to melt is to unite, and they keep us seperate like Help-AND-Cops. FUNNY comparison? I don't know ask Sean Bell's family and see if they'd be laughin then. They give me headaches but I pick no cotton for aspirin. I seek releif by exposin the true passages. Leave them hesitant for speach by telling the truth about Africans. And how dare they say they want to put us in the shacks again. Or tellin us go back to our continent. Well go back to yours cause in the true history books. It says The NATIVE Americans got their's too snatched by crooks. Whos the crook figure it out. Speak the truth or keep the words in your mouth