
How can you be what you want your kids to be like yet stay away from it at the same damn time; Just being the simple reason that I say I am different, an enigma, or one of a kind
Would certainly be in jail for Life if my daughter brought a boy home like I was at a younger age; would not want her to ever have to deal with a guy like me at any point in life or stage
My mom always said that I was one in a million just did not know what she meant; now thinking back about it I realize just how true that really was with that statement
I have known not a single person quite like me that I can even begin to compare; no straight A student's who did any dirt at all that I'm aware
Nor any thugs that lasted in school making anything close to honor scholastic; actually the opposite since most with good grades constantly got they asses whipped
Also I need to mention that I was always high as hell going to school; find me smoking blunts with the thugs in between classes attempting to be cool
Caring only bout making money by time I was in middle school grades; followed soon after by the innate desire to get laid
Ended up being a teenage parent, had my daughter at barely 15 years old; still making nothing but all A's in class so if you know then you know
Trust me when I tell you that absolutely nothing I did was to put on a show; If I was not getting money or laid by going to school then I just did not go
Since to me it was just pointless otherwise to waste any of my time trying to do; If went to class would be stuck in the in-school detention til school was through
Believe the year my daughter was born I was trying to set some sort of record; was expelled three times that year with twice being one school all cause I would get bored
That was my main issue to cope with since to me school just came way to easy; paid no attention while in class, no books going home, or studied for tests yet still passed with a breeze
Was just blessed with book smarts I guess as well as more than capable out in the streets; plus I know how to throw these hands, load up a strap, and able to blend in with anyone I would meet
Instead of an enigma maybe more like a chameleon being capable with any group of kids; could go in a room with any type of cliques and be just fine no matter what we did
Thugs, gangsters, rednecks, jack boys, hell even preps for short periods of time; had friends could chill with and without worries for what type or from which walk of life
Meshing with one and all is a gift I seem to just be lucky to possess; so being able to get along with anyone is easier to digest



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