look at you.
ya broke.
your bills are due.
you can’t even afford to eat.
you keep praying and no break through.
look around and see all your peers.
they are like little robots.
money, cars, and hoes – thats all a nigga knows.
but, someone comes along.
he seems trusting.
he says he will make all your dreams come true.
you won’t be hungry no more.
your money will always be long.
and, you will have all the dick/ass your heart desires.
he turns on the television and there you are.
you are now a role model to the kids.
you have a nice home and living a different life than you are now.
you look at him and cry.
yes, that’s you.

…just as long as you sign here:

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that fox root.

the potent spell that works on the straightest of Wolves.
even ones in relationships get turned out.
one sniff and they are overwhelmed.
can’t stop thinking about you.
need you in their life for the cure.

the only problem with the root is that it is so strong,
it often scares them too…

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“why am i finding foxes more attractive than wolves?
these niggas out here looking filthy,
can’t dress,
and can’t even speak English.
yet, you can find a fox who got a job/career,
his own,
and got some kind of swag.” – a hyena.

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how about that same hyena got asked on a date,
and the wolf did not pay for dinner or the movie?

better than me.
number would have been erased when i didn’t see him reach for his credit card.

i’m sorry if that sounds terrible.

i keep telling ya’ll foxes rule the world.
the days when i thought wolves ran the world are over.
next to vixens, we are going out there and making a name for ourselves.
we are getting up early and doing what we need to do.
we are making money and able to afford the luxuries of life.
these lazy ass niggas want to lay up under us.
nigga i ain’t a body pillow.
it seems other foxes, and even the hybrids, are feeling the same.
so i had to ask…

is this why most foxes are attracted to the each other?

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I have come to realize that a lot of good looking people live in NY.
A lot are very hood and you just can’t take them anywhere.
Sadly, you won’t know unless they take a bath and clean themselves up for an event.
They all head to the biggest event,
which is on 1st Saturday of every month at the Brooklyn Museum.

Basically the whole museum is open for the general public.
They have a ton of open mini events,
in the parking lot is a huge party,
and best of all: the iCandy is orgasmic.
Everyone puts on their most fashionable looks,
baby oils their body,
vixens get a fresh weave,
and goes to show out.
It NEVER has hoodrats.
They always seem intimidated to attend.
It always attracts the freshest and finest of the city.
Everyone from gay, straight, white, black, latino, asain, college, graduate, professional…
just come together and get along for one night out every month.

(I showed some visuals here here briefly…)

Last weekend,
and a couple weekends to be honest,
I have played hooky for some reason.

I don’t know if it is my mood or the fact I’m “re-inventing”, but I’m not interested.
I don’t know, but I did advise someone to go and I got a nice phone call about it…

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Done.
Finito.
Kaput.
…or is it?

There comes a time when you realize “this thing we have” is over.
There are many ways to tell:

Looking at the other person and realizing they don’t make you smile anymore.
Seeing every flaw and negative thing they do.
That face you once loved starts to bother you.
The thought of their existence makes your blood pressure start to rise.

So, why do we hold on?
Why do we still keep that grasp on someone that we know we should be letting go of?
Why do we allow them to cause us pain, when they are to selfish an self absorbed to realize?
I started to wonder…

Why do we make it so hard to let go,
when the other person is already gone?

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I love getting high.

I realized a long time ago weed, coffee, and cocaine were only temporary highs.
Okay, I never did coke but you get my point.
I love getting high in inspiration.
If you channel it properly, it can take you to the highest heights imaginable.
I was talking to Smart Fox last night and we had the most amazing session ever.
A inspirational blunt to the face for both of us.

We were talking about many things but we got into the youth and this whole lifestyle.
Quiet frank, our cubs are lost.
Doing the stupidest things because their stupid ass friends thought it was fun.
Many of them are not realizing they still have a long road to travel.
Some never even make it to the car.
I am all for doing things in the moment,
but I am past “stupid mistakes” that I can’t be rescued from.
As we talked, I asked the question:

WHAT WOULD YOU TELL THE CUBS?

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