Another year as a witness my Dear Sweet Sistahs and
Brothahs! Another fuckin year! Yah heard may! I know that you did. But that’s what, to me, is becoming more transparent;
more clarity is setting in about this here bigger picture.
Shit, you got Pizza
Gate, ubiquitous nasty pedophiles; President Trump; The Mandela Effect; False
News with the Major Networks; Propaganda in “Free” USA; The Russian Blame Game; Flat Earth Evidence; Lies, on top of lies, on top of lies…well
shit, no wonder this world is fucked, the fucked up! Everybody in this piece, not peace, confused
like a mothah fuckah! And the beats just
keep on getting heavier!
Am I tired…sure, but just like everybody else; that’s all;
no more, no less.
Fifty-one years to this day I was born into this…shit! And the smell hasn’t gotten any better. The environment still as fetid smellin as
when I had taken my first breath comin out of my Mother’s Holiest of Holy’s. Now what?
Well, all I can tell you My Dear Sweet Sistahs and Brothahs
is, in my truth, the older I get, the more outward I get. What do I mean? I mean, in my youth I was a selfish mother
fucker! Straight up! Inward like a mothah fuckah! Life was about my existence and the pleasures
this life had to offer me, and fuck everybody else!... Shit, I’m just tellin truths! Too old not to.
And I guess that’s what I’m tryin to convey to all of you...when the fuck does your ass find out about who you really are and what the fuck you have to add to this still stank-ass-funky ass life?
What? Just to be like
everyone else and keep breathin this rank life and one day die? Noooooo!
Fuck that and the cat in the hat!
My truth, there has to be more than this shit I have been breathing for
the past fifty-one years. Gotstah find
some Life Air Freshener!
Make a mothah
fuckah or two understand this life ain’t all about this shit we’ve been
breathin into our lungs! Start sprucing up
this place one mothah fuckah at a time!
And finally get rid of this shit smell for good!
(...to be continued...)
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