The lost of you….

What can I say,  it was like heaven when I met you. It was many years ago, at first sight i thought you was cool. As time went on I figured out you was a liar, that put out the fire in my passion I didnt see the friendship lasting. On and off, back and forth we played the game like tom ford. I took shots you did too, all the time there was a clue. We not talking we just fussing, the comminucation always busted. I dont know where we went wrong, it always seemed to be ao long. Got me flexing on my crew, just to be next to you.

Now the distance was necessary because your time was unnecessarily needed. You aint even being true, all the hoes fighting over you. I cant get it off my mind, the thought that I lost you. If you wasnt playing games,  then our status would’ve stayed the same.

Now we hate each other, cant even stand each other.  How did we get to this place. You should see the look on my face!

The love of a son

Im raising my son to be a man. How is this you ask? Well, its simple I will not take him away for the love of his father. So many women are so selfish… how can you raise a man without him being around a man? This man doesnt have to even be a man himself. At a young age most little boys notice a lot. I know mines does.

The way me and my son interact is priceless.. I know I will never have to worry about him being hopeless about love because he knows how to recieve it. He will always be love because hes so good at giving it. So courageous he has become. Im proud of my boy!

The love from a son can take you to new heights. You are his first love so always make sure to show him the right love so he wont be prone to be abusive at any level. With my son I have to be cateful, hes so optimistic that sometimes its hard to break his fragile little heart.

My love for my son runs deep as the sea, or like the never ending sky. I try with all my might to show him love abd respect so that he can grow into the man hes supposed to be. Love, light, honor.

Generational curses

People only are so eagar to help when they want to control you. Watch out for them. Wolves in sheep clothing thats what they are… ive been doing it on my own since I was 15… I made a lot of mistakes but none that I am not proud of because ita teaching me a lesson…. to break a generational curse that has plagued my family for years! Sometimes you have to not be so selfish and compromise. Everyone make mistakes its up to you to pick your battles wisely. I pick this battle because then my daughter and son wont go through life wondering like I do everyday. So what if it doesnt last.  God said be still go a little longer you will be pleased with the results. You will cone out if this a wise woman. Sometimes people give you bad advice because they dont wanna see you happy. They are not happy with themselvea therefore they want you to feel that pain.

How can you be so irresponsible to not let your children know who they’re father is? Why would you want your son growing up without a man he can trust? Why wouldnt you want your daughter to know her worth? Is that pain bottled up so tight that you want them to feel as you do? You should want better for your kids eveb if thats not what your mother had in mind for you…..

Im happier these days….

Everyday is a fight in my life, every since I was a child being bullied, finding out so many hurtful things growing up. Always keeping a straight face, never complaining.

These days its so much easier though. Im in control of my destiny but I look to god for the wisdom. Im proud of the woman ive become today. Where I am in my life no longer botheres me because I know and I have so much clarity. I learned the signs and nowbi feel its my time.

My heart feels so watm because as I get braver to carry on my mission, I see the limitations melting away. I give the credit to God, hes been a major contributor to my life and he gave me the wisdom and opportunity to grow and watch others mistakes.

Im now ready to play a role in the great orchestration that is Gods will. So as I grow and learn from each endeavour that I partake in I hope I gain the support from my peers and from God himself. Stay tuned!

Dear God….

Today Lord,  im here to surrender…. im tired of feeling low even though I know spiritually im very blessed. I know my work to your will has not even began to be fulfilled but im ready to serve my part. Lord I ask you to send your angels, send them to guide me down this musical path with wisdom and creativity.  Lord I know I must do the work possible to succeed in a world created by you so I sow my first seed to promise to get rid of all the things that will corrupt my success, the doubt in your word. You’ve been with me since I was six, but left when I was 12. Please come back into my life, bring me to the light…. im ready, and ever so longing…. you know im worth it.
Love your
favorite girl.♥♡

Random writing…

I wanna be neil armstrong, in this city that im in. Wanna be the first to star, change the situation Im in. But this world is so cold, especially the city I live in. I got the full advantage to take over the scene cuz these others getting played out now watch me take over the scene. They all so plain and simple they not using their imagination. Im in the clouds with my splif split and my amoretta. Imagining when I take over and you bitches swollen, excuse me french dont mean to sound redundant. Cutting folks out my life and they gave me the scissors.

If you not supporting my grind then you can get to stepping. Dont got time for failure because my time is not for wasting.  Im tired of living like a hermit wanna spread my wings and fly. Looking for new ventures and friends to chill with and build with. If tou dont like me tough cookie you gott deal with me!

Bitches gone hate…

So why is it that females act so fake to each other? I mean like what the problem with being true. Bitches say im two-faced cuz I dont do the gossip and will tell a bitch quick where to fuck off… you see bitches need to learn a thing or two about loyalty…

A bitch that gossip just to make conversation aint your friend necer gone be your friebd so stop fucking with that hoe she a snake. How you feel comfortable talkibg about your so called friend?

I always had good intentions but bitches been used to fake so these hoes say I talk too much cuz I call these hoes out! Then whats the deal with talking about a bitch behind her back then acting totally oblivious to the shit!

Hoes talk about me all the tine, they say I think im better then them but they just realized I am cuz you wouldnt of said it if you aint think that shit. Now I am a better friend Then most bitches because I do know how to keep my mouth closed, ima tell you the truth rather you wanna hear it or not too.

I just dont do nothing fake. Not even weave.  I thought if somebody was your friend you address that person not other instigators! And never talk about one friend with the rest, that shit aibt right! I dont fuck with hoes because they are messy. Most have no life with 3+ kids and no job. Me I do hair I aspire to model and flow some bars.

If you grown as hell and still with that shit then kill yourself cuz in 2014 hoes is going down for talking bout me. I gotta build my confidence so I can get through this tragic mess im about subscribe too. Aint never been the type for confertation but ill beat a hoes ass if she put her fucking hands on me.

Far from a punk I fight niggas all the time,  roll the kush in the blunt and watch you hoes stay stuck. I been quite for a reason be observing for three seasons. … now its my time im about to show you how to get down, show you how to move the crowd, show you how a bitch clown!

Bad bitches gonna slow down to let this fucking lady through, show you hoq to build a crew. Stunt so hard make you forget about your mental boo, I aint through.  Watch and see just how I get down, and make you hoes frown! Ha wait for it!

Life is truely a lesson.

I have a unique story. Very unique indeed. Many people dont know me, but after this year you will. Somebody told me one day my writing was fit for a book. Not knowing I been writing all my life. I got discouraged for a lil minute, even shared a few of my thoughts with this person. I was thinking in my head ” who made you god? Who told you it was acurate to tell me what I should do with my writing?”

So you know how when your singing a song and you get a rush of good energy flowing through your veins? Thats what music does to me yall. It sends tons of energy through my body like a lightning volt.

I sat around second guessing myself listening to the same songs over and over trying to tell myself ima do it, then another year passes by. I sit back fighting tears because i know im talented with words, true im new to this but whose to says I cant do this shit? Those wotds thatbperson told me set a fire in my ass to prove something to myself.  Not to them becausr I dont eveb to. I can show them.

But then I start second guessing myself some more thinking what if I fail? What if I make a total fool of myself. Then I think about my life, my story, my kids and I know its worth the try. If i fail I wont be mad because I tried to do somerhing that makes me feel good. I got to express myself I was heard.

So this year im doing something that I think is out my league. Some will like it, some not so much but I will still give it a try you never know this may be my 15 minutes…..