i came home a early today.
i wasn’t feeling too good so they told me i could go.
when i got home,
mi was a little shocked.
i knew she didn’t have to be at work until 5pm.
as soon as i put my bag down,
she started with the interrogation…
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i could not ever hear that phrase growing up.
well not the “rob your crib” part.
use to throw that out when i met someone new.
i liked to hang with the bad forest dwellers.
they were always cautious of who i brought into my life.
i didn’t listen and of course,
a hard head makes for a soft ass.
there are people that are pretending to be your friends right now in your life.
you won’t know they was fakin’ until some shit goes down.
well according to this report,
it maybe the same for our chris brown.
his crib was robbed last night and well…
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today is an absolutely beautiful day.
i decided to take a walk and clear my head.
i put my headphones on and listened to amerie’s “all i have”,
r. kelly’s “r.kelly”,
and fantasia’s new one.
perfect spring albums.
i got my hair cut,
sat in the park,
had some “me” time,
went and bought some groceries,
and bought this…
i invite you to an industry event one night.
now this isn’t the typical kind of function with hiphop wannabes.
this is a mixed crowd.
one with different kind of foxhole members.
you meet this guy:
…every once in a blue moon.
he isn’t hooked.
it’s a party drug.
he has a lot of money and connections.
he knows your birthday is coming up.
next week actually.
he wants to do something different for you.
he can buy you a crib,
and clothes whenever you want.
he says he will…
cleanliness is the next thing to godliness.
we are foxes/wolves/and hybrids.
let’s be real.
when we don’t wash or clean,
can we stink.
some boys don’t know how to clean themselves.
some don’t like to clean themselves.
they just run free in all their funk.
a friend of mine learned the hard way about that “stink“.
that p funk.
that pepe le pew swagg.
he couldn’t wait to tell me about it.
thank god i wasn’t eating.
we’ll do a quick speed through of what went down…
“let me see all the people you messed with.”
“i can’t boo…”
“there is too much.”
“what is too much?”
that was the rapper wolf-hybrid.
i mentioned in my other entry a couple days ago that i met for lunch.
well, he was at my crib today.
he wanted to come over because he needed to get away.
plus, he wanted to let me hear a single he has been working on.
give him some tips on what he should do as far as his image.
low key: i still got myself “prepared” before he came over.
just in case.
i may have let him knock the dust off.
it’s been a long time and the way we been flirt texting….