Do You Know What I Am Saying?

Subject: Re: Do You Know What I Am Saying? Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:45 pm

Hi, I'm a rapper. I'm gonna waste a large portion of my fortune on something most view as asinine, only to later on realize that I cannot resell them as no ones mouth is gonna match mine. Not to mention the fiddy G's I spent on them...

I'm sayin' twenny dollas son...Come on man, they bling.
"Sir, that word went the way of the polar bear."

Now, this is terrible news as welfare just ran out. I haven't sold a record in 12 years and my baby mamma's all want some support.

Also, I don't understand why no one will hire a 45 year old man with tear drops on his face, neck covers and a glazed look in his eyes. Thats just the years of smoking that tinted them yellow and hazy. Really I haven't been able to afford a joint in over 4 years. Don't mind the fact that one is larger than the other and I look like I just got socked in my grill.

My hair is not a mess, it just has a mind of it's own. Even with the millions I made, I never had enough time between comas to get a haircut. I just let the dreadlocks speak for who I am, someone who rarely takes a shower, does drugs all the time and has no respect for hotel bathroom drains.

I really think my music would have been better, maybe if I didn't use Autotune for everything and if people thought me mumbling in high on words over a bass track would be enough for them to love me.

Please help me, I say I want to move the black race, my race, farther. But I can't do anything better than sitting there and figuring how many ways I can rhyme bitch or wayne into my songs.

But you know, that situation with prison was a real eye opener. Even though it happened so long ago, I remember it vividly every single moment, that night, when Nate said "Close your eyes, it will be over soon!" I always thought, that I was a street hustler with a gansta crew that had my back. When they really sold me 6 hours behind bars, for 5 packs of cigarettes and a chocolate milk.

I am "Lil' (Notice my gangsta not using full words attititude) Wayne", I need help, before I become a burnt out douchebag. Too late.

Subject: Re: Do You Know What I Am Saying? Sat Jan 09, 2010 11:21 pm