I'M @ A LOSS FOR WORDS... & BEIN' BORN WITH THE GIFT OF GAB, AT THIS MOMENT I MAY BE MORE OUT OF MY ELEMENT THAN EVER BEFORE.... WHAT PROCEEDS AFTER THESE LINES IS THE RESULT OF A STRUGGLE DEEP WITHIN'...


TO WHOM THIS MAY CONCERN,
I "AM" ONE OF THOSE DRUGDEALERS WHO HUSTLED ON THE CORNERS YOUR MOM TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM...

SOMEONE WHO ONCE SOLD DRUGS IN SCHOOL & STUDIED MATH BECAUSE YOU CAN'T GET PAID DUMB....

BUT SOMEHOW I LEARNED MORE LESSONS FROM THE O.G.'S....

YET I STILL GRADUATED, FROM WEEDHEADS & HIGHSCHOOLERS 2 CRACKHEAD DOPEFIENDS...

& I GOT MY DIPLOMA...

CELEBRATED THAT NIGHT, THE NEXT MORNING I WAS RIGHT BACK ON THE CORNER!

DON'T TAKE THIS AS BOASTING I AIN'T PROUD OF IT...

BUT YOU CAN'T QUIET THUGGING, ESPEACIALLY WHEN IT'S IN PUBLIC...

AND NOW THAT WE'RE ON THIS SUBJECT, THE WORDS SEEM TO FLOW...

& IT KINDA REMINDS ME OF MY FIRST PACKAGE OF COKE...

HOW IT COMES & GOES SO QUICK, LIKE A BAD SEX EXPERIENCE...

& SCIENCE WASN'T MY FORTAY, SO I AIN'T NEVER EXPERIMENT...