I keep

Forgetting that i have this blog too.

To be honest I think have more veiws on this one then my other one.
Well, I got some old shit on here. I can see a change already with the way that i talk and type but I guess this is my blog and its gonna grow with me ya know.

Well back to listening to this drake and anita baker tracks.
Peace, love, success.

As I get higher it feels as I'm not moving.

Kid rap.

Pharrell

is like 40 and looks 20. lol random and im out.

Dear, Fall

Dear fall, I wonder when will you let me fall?
I'm sittin in the sky like an angle from God,
I just kick push like im ready to brawl,
Vans on my feet logo off the wall.
When will i make the call? Just know when i do its over for you all.
Cause if i come out the sky, just know im dressin flyer then fly.
Smokin kush, that would make me higher than high.


(Ahhh, dont attack me. I never finish shit. I'll just come back and edit this post when my though process is back in order.)

Back again.

[Just something to do.]


Well, i was gonna do a poem or freestyle

but this person WONT get off the phone and other's keep calling lol.
I cant think str8 now, i'll be back tonight.