Spawn of Vietnam

Momma left us, couldn't take it no moe; For the kids wouldn't fake it no moe; Left mii naked and raw; It not only made me "The Queen"... It made me "A BO$$".

Once I jumped off the porch, I hit the ground running and never looked back. Born to high school sweethearts, voted the couple to most likely be together forever, yeah, my parents married twice. I guess they figured they would spark up an old flame by trying it again. Well, they got divorced twice, as well.

My Popz had been drafted to the Army, fresh out of high school. The preachers son, third from the last of nine siblings, now you know what they say bout the preachers kids. Seems though the Devil just habitats in they wake, with the only intentions of conjuring up all types of chaos and confusion. So to him getting away from it all whether here nor there didn't matter much to him as long as the options of the two wasn't being up on "The Hill" also known as the place he called home.

As for momma, well that's a whole noth'a ball game. Mauh Duke, as I call her, was born and bred from the Wild Wild West, The Heart of America "Kansas City". All her family is Natives, The Cherokee Tribe, solely made of GangstaZ, KillaZ and Drug DealerZ. Yeah My Paw-Paw was a full blooded Indian, dark copper even toned skin, and muscular built with coal black silky straight hair. I followed mii Paw-Paw everywhere he went. You see he bought two houses surrounded with merigold flowers and they were right nextdoor to one another. Ma, Sissy and mii lived in one and he lived in the other. I don't have many memories of my parents or anyone else of that matter that played any specific part in my life before Paw-Paw passed away. I lived, breathed and ate with that man like I was attached to him at his hip, his third leg so to say.

I believe that's why I was such a tom boy growing up, I was used to having beer in my bottle, going fishing while it was still dark outside or rolling round town all day with Paw-Paw in his pickup truck making stops here and there. Everybody knew mii, they knew when he was around, I was sure to follow. Plus, everybody always gave me things, all his friends would have a treat, or gift for me every time we paid them a visit. Paw-Paw would always get a gift to, but I never knew what his gift was cause it was always wrapped up in a brown paper bag. He never told me what his gift was, so I never asked. He always made such a rukus on whatever I had gotten, going on and on about how good my gift was and we always had this little saying as we pulled up to each stop' THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED. Paw-Paw would jump out the pickup truck and run round the front to get to my door to open it for me. Then we would do his gracious bow and wave his hand to take mine in helping me get down out the truck. He'd say "My Lady" I would giggle so hard getting down, barely grasping his hand to just about land on my face, but he catch my arm and straighten me back up every time. We would stroll arm in arm to the door of where we were, with our heads held high, it took everything in me not to bust out giggling every time.

And this is how it all began: Let me tell you my story... #SosaStakZ