(c) Drizzy.
Anyway, fuck that nigga. Check this out.
JoJo killed Drake's song. smfh.
I love it.
She's on my list of females whose inner walls I gotta coat, word to Mylanta.
JoJo, Keri Hilson, Bria Myles.
That is all.
Maybe Lady Gaga... undecided.
Bout to play Sims 3 BOW.
*commits that*
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Fuck your feelings NIGGA.
It's come to my attention that I'm weird as hell.
I mean I already knew that but more people are catching on.
"Sin a bit...pray more. Thank you for this day Lord. Only answer to you, so I shouldn't have to say more..."
Stuck in my head all day... ah.
Meaningless blog.
I mean I already knew that but more people are catching on.
"Sin a bit...pray more. Thank you for this day Lord. Only answer to you, so I shouldn't have to say more..."
Stuck in my head all day... ah.
Meaningless blog.
Monday, May 18, 2009
BOW... BOW..... BOW..... BA-BOW...
This nigga Yung LA amuses me. Almost as much as J Money and Travis Porter.
Let's see, what's new... uhhhhhhh copped a Travis Porter mixtape and I'm upset at the fact that that nigga is allowed to make music. Had like 3 good tracks, but the good tracks were ill as fuuuck. Loud = official.
Gucci Mane's new mixtape is certified piff. Get that if you don't have it. It's been my riding music since it dropped. Turned up the bass too... subs knockin like shit... got my car shakin like a stripper tryina pay her car note.

Umm this Twitter shit is kinda cool. My linkage.
Hit that up and watch me do me. Pause.
I hit a slump on shoes cuz I been spendin all my cake on high grade bud... Bout to get some black Chucks today though. No Taylor Gang. Okayyyyyyyy.
lol
Shit lemme see... Damn I type/blog/text/tweet exactly how I talk... hm.
Bout to go write/record/watch Scooby Doo. Off from work today... ah yes.
Applying at some other places this week though... I need a new job. Involving shoes preferably.
Sports Zone and Foot Locker, here I come.......... BOW.
Let's see, what's new... uhhhhhhh copped a Travis Porter mixtape and I'm upset at the fact that that nigga is allowed to make music. Had like 3 good tracks, but the good tracks were ill as fuuuck. Loud = official.
Gucci Mane's new mixtape is certified piff. Get that if you don't have it. It's been my riding music since it dropped. Turned up the bass too... subs knockin like shit... got my car shakin like a stripper tryina pay her car note.

Umm this Twitter shit is kinda cool. My linkage.
Hit that up and watch me do me. Pause.
I hit a slump on shoes cuz I been spendin all my cake on high grade bud... Bout to get some black Chucks today though. No Taylor Gang. Okayyyyyyyy.
lol
Shit lemme see... Damn I type/blog/text/tweet exactly how I talk... hm.
Bout to go write/record/watch Scooby Doo. Off from work today... ah yes.
Applying at some other places this week though... I need a new job. Involving shoes preferably.
Sports Zone and Foot Locker, here I come.......... BOW.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I always say "she's not my type"...
And never knew exactly what my type was.
So for the 10 or so people that ask me a month, I know what I like now.
Race is not an issue. I like all shades and colors, as long as theyre not blonde. Sorry.
There's no height requirement.
You have to have some sense of style... If you can go from skinny jeans and some fresh ass Nikes to a nice little dress and some flip flops... you're good money. I hate OD matching too. And I'd honestly prefer you in my shorts and a tee....
I have a thing for weird girls. Girls with random problems. That sounds weird and kinda horrible, but that's always what I end up wanting. I love quirks.
Girls that smoke cigs aren't high on the list, but I can accept it. As long as you don't mind gettin zooted once in a while.
You have to love cuddling and you have to love sex AND fucking. They're two completely different things, and you have to love both. Freaks are my kryptonite. Have a nigga weak smh.
You gotta be able to cook... I don't mean like full out meals and shit, but damn you gotta be able to at least follow box directions. If you go out of your way to make a meal for me from a recipe or some shit, I might fall in love smh.
Loud and obnoxious = fuck out my face. I can't stand it. You gotta know when it's okay to wile out and when you're supposed to act like you have some kinda manners.
Slow jam lovers are appreciated. Slow grindin in my bed... or in the shower... lawd...
Be a good kisser. Suck my lip, bite it, pull me close to you... all that good shit.
Love music. With at least 90% of your heart.
I'd prefer you be comfortable with yourself, and a "fuck what you tombout" attitude is perfect...
Materialism is ass, but I love shopping and I'd like it if you did too. lol
I don't even know what else right now to be honest.
Thats about it I guess.
So for the 10 or so people that ask me a month, I know what I like now.
Race is not an issue. I like all shades and colors, as long as theyre not blonde. Sorry.
There's no height requirement.
You have to have some sense of style... If you can go from skinny jeans and some fresh ass Nikes to a nice little dress and some flip flops... you're good money. I hate OD matching too. And I'd honestly prefer you in my shorts and a tee....
I have a thing for weird girls. Girls with random problems. That sounds weird and kinda horrible, but that's always what I end up wanting. I love quirks.
Girls that smoke cigs aren't high on the list, but I can accept it. As long as you don't mind gettin zooted once in a while.
You have to love cuddling and you have to love sex AND fucking. They're two completely different things, and you have to love both. Freaks are my kryptonite. Have a nigga weak smh.
You gotta be able to cook... I don't mean like full out meals and shit, but damn you gotta be able to at least follow box directions. If you go out of your way to make a meal for me from a recipe or some shit, I might fall in love smh.
Loud and obnoxious = fuck out my face. I can't stand it. You gotta know when it's okay to wile out and when you're supposed to act like you have some kinda manners.
Slow jam lovers are appreciated. Slow grindin in my bed... or in the shower... lawd...
Be a good kisser. Suck my lip, bite it, pull me close to you... all that good shit.
Love music. With at least 90% of your heart.
I'd prefer you be comfortable with yourself, and a "fuck what you tombout" attitude is perfect...
Materialism is ass, but I love shopping and I'd like it if you did too. lol
I don't even know what else right now to be honest.
Thats about it I guess.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
blah blah blah.
Today is going to be not so grand, I think.
Feeling that creeping sensation I get before an anxiety attack.
At 4:30 in the damn morning.
So I'm trying to chill and listen to music and relax.
Curren$y's "This Ain't No Mixtape" album is official. Buy it, like I did.
Online only release, AmalgamDigital has it as well as www.thisaintnomixtape.com
Both sites have his mixtapes for free if you wanna see if you like dude first. I doubt you'll dislike him.
I just made meatballs with a bunch of marinara sauce, garlic toast with cheese, and some penne pasta with parmesan.
Homemade meatballs are the shit, and making your own garlic toast is hard. First batch turned out retarded as hell.
Sidebar, I'm a beast ass cook. And I bet if your girl tried my random assortment of cheesecakes I can make, she'd leave your chump ass.
It's been an uneventful few weeks since I been on here.
Actually Kaira got sick. Started last Friday, she's almost better. Her mom told me she had a little fever when she brought her Friday morning.
Okay.
I put her back to sleep, she wakes up burning the hell up and crying. I picked her up, got her clothes off, let her suck a few pieces of ice trying to get the temp down. gave her some juice. Not working brah.
Took her temp, it was like 102.3. Time to call the doc.
Made a same day appointment. I swear if that bitch had told me to wait til Monday I would've found and killed her.
Get to the doc, my mom and grandma meet me there. They're wilin cuz Kaira's sick. I'm like chill..... seriously.
The nurse checks her out, Kaira's screaming and flailing and THEN... throws up. Ahhhhhh shit.
"Take her to the ER"
The nurses that helped us were bad as shit... all of them. Well minus 1. The first one was ILLLLLL, looked liek 20... long curly dark hair. Said Kaira was beautiful, then gave me that look like "you too daddy". Lordy.
Anyway her temp was 103.6. Long story short, she got blood work, urine tests, chests xrays, and almost got an IV. This lil nigga cried like 70% of the time we were there.
Fast forward to now, she's knocked out right here beside me making noises like shes dreaming about sucking the biggest milk engorged titty in history. Jah like happy.
Life is semi sweet. My baby's getting back to normal minus the intense diaper rash she has. Had to get medicated ass cream smh.
Nothing else to say really.
This weekend is gonna be oh-fficial.
I'm calmed a bit now.
Outti like 4 rings.
Later.
Feeling that creeping sensation I get before an anxiety attack.
At 4:30 in the damn morning.
So I'm trying to chill and listen to music and relax.
Curren$y's "This Ain't No Mixtape" album is official. Buy it, like I did.
Online only release, AmalgamDigital has it as well as www.thisaintnomixtape.com
Both sites have his mixtapes for free if you wanna see if you like dude first. I doubt you'll dislike him.
I just made meatballs with a bunch of marinara sauce, garlic toast with cheese, and some penne pasta with parmesan.
Homemade meatballs are the shit, and making your own garlic toast is hard. First batch turned out retarded as hell.
Sidebar, I'm a beast ass cook. And I bet if your girl tried my random assortment of cheesecakes I can make, she'd leave your chump ass.
It's been an uneventful few weeks since I been on here.
Actually Kaira got sick. Started last Friday, she's almost better. Her mom told me she had a little fever when she brought her Friday morning.
Okay.
I put her back to sleep, she wakes up burning the hell up and crying. I picked her up, got her clothes off, let her suck a few pieces of ice trying to get the temp down. gave her some juice. Not working brah.
Took her temp, it was like 102.3. Time to call the doc.
Made a same day appointment. I swear if that bitch had told me to wait til Monday I would've found and killed her.
Get to the doc, my mom and grandma meet me there. They're wilin cuz Kaira's sick. I'm like chill..... seriously.
The nurse checks her out, Kaira's screaming and flailing and THEN... throws up. Ahhhhhh shit.
"Take her to the ER"
The nurses that helped us were bad as shit... all of them. Well minus 1. The first one was ILLLLLL, looked liek 20... long curly dark hair. Said Kaira was beautiful, then gave me that look like "you too daddy". Lordy.
Anyway her temp was 103.6. Long story short, she got blood work, urine tests, chests xrays, and almost got an IV. This lil nigga cried like 70% of the time we were there.
Fast forward to now, she's knocked out right here beside me making noises like shes dreaming about sucking the biggest milk engorged titty in history. Jah like happy.
Life is semi sweet. My baby's getting back to normal minus the intense diaper rash she has. Had to get medicated ass cream smh.
Nothing else to say really.
This weekend is gonna be oh-fficial.
I'm calmed a bit now.
Outti like 4 rings.
Later.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Been gone for a minute.
Now I'm back with the jumpoff.
Get me.
I'm bored as shit, watching King Of The Hill, on a pill (or 4), and bored.
I said bored twice for a reason.
A nigga is bored as fuck. I don't know what to do with myself.
I have no greens left, got me about to weep like a female on her Kool Aid.
About to find a movie to download and watch on mute while I listen to this Kid Cudi/J Money/Ice The Villain/Mike Posner mix I made.
Or maybe play Call of Duty... hmm...
Anyways how's life?
Mines straight. I'm getting another cold. Been medicated real proper the past few days.
White cuppin like shit. Sippin and drippinnnn.
Oww.
Thinking about doing the girlfriend thing KINDA. I don't know.
Doesn't seem like a very good idea.
Tomorrow baby mama is piercing my ears so I can start my progression into being weirder than I already am. Plugs look cool though.
This entry is type long. I apologize, but I'm not done.
Well actually yeah I am.
later.
Get me.
I'm bored as shit, watching King Of The Hill, on a pill (or 4), and bored.
I said bored twice for a reason.
A nigga is bored as fuck. I don't know what to do with myself.
I have no greens left, got me about to weep like a female on her Kool Aid.
About to find a movie to download and watch on mute while I listen to this Kid Cudi/J Money/Ice The Villain/Mike Posner mix I made.
Or maybe play Call of Duty... hmm...
Anyways how's life?
Mines straight. I'm getting another cold. Been medicated real proper the past few days.
White cuppin like shit. Sippin and drippinnnn.
Oww.
Thinking about doing the girlfriend thing KINDA. I don't know.
Doesn't seem like a very good idea.
Tomorrow baby mama is piercing my ears so I can start my progression into being weirder than I already am. Plugs look cool though.
This entry is type long. I apologize, but I'm not done.
Well actually yeah I am.
later.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Foot loose on these hoes... Happy birthday to me.
More new shoes today.
January: Blue Tokyo Taxi SBs... and some random pair of black and blue Dunk Highs... 993s... Penny 3s...
This month: Supra Skytops, another pair of Half Cabs, the leather jacket Chucks if I feel like molesting my wallet... And an as of yet undecided pair of SBs... Probably the joints with the owl on em.
Shits is fiiiiire.
Why am I blogging at 4am? Niggas ain't doin shit at the moment, that's why.
Wayne and Pharrels new joint.
Yeahhhh - Wayne again.
Swag On Freestyle - Fabolous.
Day N Nite - Trey Songz
Track of the year so far right here. lol Every Girl - Young Money Team
New Orleans Maniac - Wayne and Gudda.
Enjoy.
January: Blue Tokyo Taxi SBs... and some random pair of black and blue Dunk Highs... 993s... Penny 3s...
This month: Supra Skytops, another pair of Half Cabs, the leather jacket Chucks if I feel like molesting my wallet... And an as of yet undecided pair of SBs... Probably the joints with the owl on em.
Shits is fiiiiire.
Why am I blogging at 4am? Niggas ain't doin shit at the moment, that's why.
Wayne and Pharrels new joint.
Yeahhhh - Wayne again.
Swag On Freestyle - Fabolous.
Day N Nite - Trey Songz
Track of the year so far right here. lol Every Girl - Young Money Team
New Orleans Maniac - Wayne and Gudda.
Enjoy.
Monday, January 19, 2009
King James VS The Black Mamba...
Cavs and the Lakers are playing right now.
Cavs are up 5.
I love the Lakers, but... they're about to get the American Me treatment.
I'm heartbroken.
EDIT: AHHA nevermind, Lakers took cake. Go Kobe.
Cavs are up 5.
I love the Lakers, but... they're about to get the American Me treatment.
I'm heartbroken.
EDIT: AHHA nevermind, Lakers took cake. Go Kobe.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
We just want trust, chuuuch...
Ain't shit new.
Got the Penny 3's, some 993's, about to try to cop the Hawaii's and the Tokyo Taxi's (bluebird joints) from T4I...
Still carless. Fuck the world.
Good music lately... eh.
The FUCK is wrong with Lupe? What is this Japanese Cartoon shit?
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO US?! And where is LupEND?
I need these questions answered.
Life is kiiinda at another standstill.
Oh yeah Benjamin Button = Piff. Go see it. First movie I actually paid for in a minute.
New music for you, via Grade A... http://collegeradiomusic.com/blog/
Bricks Remix. I fuck with this so hard............... pause.
http://limelinx.com/files/85e21d1137a04adb0d5c4cf1d4415460
Rooftop. Curren$y and Boo.
http://limelinx.com/files/229c689b917c1d48a5a199047ebdaefd
Murder She Wrote Remix. Songz and Wayne.
http://limelinx.com/files/6077709244480b4291e219f37f4d774c
Got the Penny 3's, some 993's, about to try to cop the Hawaii's and the Tokyo Taxi's (bluebird joints) from T4I...
Still carless. Fuck the world.
Good music lately... eh.
The FUCK is wrong with Lupe? What is this Japanese Cartoon shit?

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO US?! And where is LupEND?
I need these questions answered.
Life is kiiinda at another standstill.
Oh yeah Benjamin Button = Piff. Go see it. First movie I actually paid for in a minute.
New music for you, via Grade A... http://collegeradiomusic.com/blog/
Bricks Remix. I fuck with this so hard............... pause.
http://limelinx.com/files/85e21d1137a04adb0d5c4cf1d4415460
Rooftop. Curren$y and Boo.
http://limelinx.com/files/229c689b917c1d48a5a199047ebdaefd
Murder She Wrote Remix. Songz and Wayne.
http://limelinx.com/files/6077709244480b4291e219f37f4d774c
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