*In life you adapt to your surroundings and you make sacrifices, people might call me soft but truly they don't know who I use to be*
A masterpiece, drawn to be sold for a couple mills. I'm tired of the simple things, the creativity in this world lacks.
People slack on going big, I'm going simple too, but what's unique about this is that it's real though. My words have a real flow. And my words are truthful. Half these rappers in the game are fake son. Wannabe thugs, holding knifes and guns. I was born in the projects yet my minds goes through a logical process.
Raised in a city where it's all about the riches, fitting in really seems to take a hit. Every pay day goes to designer this. Part of these people doing drugs and illegal biz. What they are forgetting is, their life is seeing life in prison. Behind bars all locked in, people need to set their mind right, work hard and you can still get the finer things in life.
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The Year 2015
Random2015 was a big year for my writing, I went back into my origins of life in NY. The Year 2015 holds of many different stories and things that get people thinking.
