this is one of my favorite pictures.
its muhammad ali looking at his latest victim,
sonny liston,
like:

sit cho blockhead ass down nugga
uh!

i want this picture framed after ive made it.
hanging right in my townhouse or condo.
in my living room.
every time i look at it,
it will represent the fight of my life.
always winning even if i thought that i lost.
i know the foxhole is always trying to prove ourselves.
its tiring ain’t it?
we put up a good fight tho.
belee dat!
life is funny.
its like we are always fighting.
fighting people.
fighting ourselves.
fighting our circumstances.
some people have it easy.
they don’t even need to step in the ring of life.
they win just off the strength.
others are always sparring.
always training.

the funny thing is…
these battles are always leading you to where you need to be.
that was my day today.
i’m going to start a timeline of how shit went down…
Continue reading “The Fight of my Life (Round 2015)” →

the death in the family.
the tears.
the emotions.
the words.

“OH MY GOOOOD AUNT GERTRUDE!!!
I LOVED YOU!!!
I LOVED EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU!!!!
YOU WERE THE SUN!!
THE MOON!!
AND THE STARS!!!
WHY AUNT GERTRUDE WHYYYY THEY TAKE YOU SO SOON!!!”

…and thats all good until aunt gertrude’s assets come into the conversation.
just no will of who gets those assets.
suddenly it goes from the sadness of losing someone to:

“BITCH SHE LOVED ME!!
I WAS THERE FOR HER IN HER LAST DAYS!!!
YOU STUPID UGLY BITCH!!!
YALL AINT DO SHIT FOR HA’H!!!
YOU WAS HER OWN CHILD AND YOU WASN’T EVEN THERE!!
FUCK YOU CAUSE I’M HERE TO COLLECT THAT CHE…
I MEAN…
TAKE CARE AND CHERISH WHAT SHE LEFT SINCE I WAS HER FAVORITE.
YEAH.
YEAH THATS IT…”

…yeah.
i know that all too well.
the death in the family can bring out the worse in everyone,
but i had to wonder…

Why don’t we think about setting up a will?

Continue reading “SHE DEAD! SHE GONE! (AND NOW I NEED TO GET WHAT I DESERVE)” →

you won’t always be the “people’s choice”.
you’re black,
gay,
and no doubt good looking.
you probably know how to dress.
you’re smart.
kinda quiet.
mysterious.
some people don’t know how to figure you out.
you can do everything in your power to play “nice”.
bake cookies,
rescue a cat from a tree,
or stop a missile headed straight to the us with the help of superman…
it won’t mean shit!
some people will simply just not stand your ass.
well that is unless you are “the favorite”.
the life for “the favorite” is fantastic.
so i had to wonder,
in order to stop conflict and keep the peace…

Should we all strive to become “the favorite”?…

Continue reading “I’m Not Your Favorite and You Prove It Daily” →

am i the only one who thinks porsha williams is a doofus?
i mean i use to think she was backwoods country,
borderline slow,
and a follower for foolishness,
but last night’s episode of #rhoa officially made up my mind…
Continue reading “Porsha Williams Needs To Take The Dead Battery Out Her Back” →

thats right!
i’d call champagne papi!
drake looks like he knows how to throw down…
…in a fight?
well drake was about to go back in a club to save one of his manz.
…and on his birthday no less!
here is some footage…
Continue reading “Drake Is Who I Would Call To Handle Some Ass” →

….and why was i not invited?
um michael b. jordan is debuting big arms ‘n’ shit.
this was him at the mayweather fight last night.
^this strolled down my tumblr tl on some “wait a damn minute…”
whats next?
pecs,
abs,
and a fat bubble???
no complaints in my font either!
either way…

“hi michael…”

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