End to end burner, right?
I was driving from Nas Dawud's house this afternoon. I had both of my babies in their car seats. I made it up to Princess Anne and Monticello. I was the first one at the light. All of a sudden, all the cars behind me start honking their horn. I was like WTF! I look up and i still see a red light. I look towards the back of our van and i see both my daughter and my son in their seats looking at me like it's the end of the world.
I look back and i notice all the drivers are looking to their right. In the corner of my eye i see a little girl who was about the same age as my daughter, running across the street. My heart skipped a few beats. "Oh, my god!" I said. My daughter looked back. "Look daddy, a little girl running."
Next thing I know, I see scores of people chasing her down the street. Some had food in their hands, some with mad bags in their hands, and some empty handed. She actually made it across the street. But someone grabbed her. It was crazy.
But it just goes to show that folks still care. they really do. There is hope for us.
In my neighborhood there are two men with one arm. One has no arm at all. It was cut off at the shoulder. He is an older gentleman. The other has a stump that stops at his elbow. He looks like he is in his 40's.
The older gentleman rides a bike. I see him everyday. He collects 5 cent refund bottles and cans. He is crisp and rides his bike smoothly. He always waves his one arm at me. I find that to be amazing. the other dude always begs for money. He will actually walk up to your car at a red light and ask for money. I always gave him some. One time i caught him buying a six pack a beer. the next time i saw him i threatened to rip his other arm and beat him with it for running game on people.
I tell this story all the time to young people. Here are two men with kind of the same handicap. People will argue that their circumstances can be totally different. I agree but i use this story to demonstrate how regardless of what position you are in, you STILL control your own destiny. One of them refuse to let his handicap be a handicap. the other one used it as a tool to decieve people.
think about it...
Another Dope Hip Hop MOment
My oldest son is 10 years old. He lives with his mom and does not spend alot of time with me. I was driving him home on saturday. I realized that he never heard me freestyle. So i showed him some of my rusty skills. He was highly impressed. He even gave me some words to rhyme in.
You should have seen him. he was like a kid in a candy store. It felt good, but on the other hand i felt bad because i never showed him that side of me. He knows i am a b-boy and we always cipher on that tip, but i never freestyled in front of me. He knew i could rhyme of course, but he never seen me freestyle.
That hurt cause it's my fault.
Big up to Suebeephly for coming down to visit. Even though I AM THE ONE who joked and called you Suebeeflea... it was good to hang out with you even though i was a little tipsy. I finally got to see my man Hamza the 7th Sun... We got a chance to build and all that. We are going to make moves.
We had a little get together at my house on saturday. We drank a little and joked the night away. Heads stayed up until almost 3am. It was peace. My wife blessed us with her cooking. Unfortunately, i did not take any pics (due to my intoxication). I will next time though.