The fame you sought and fought for has become your own undoing. Damn.

Though order is sought after and desired, it is in fact the chaos upon which I thrive. The noise, the clamor, the feeling of confusion that somehow brings life to its knees while reaching, screaming up high to the heavens…(2bcont.)

It’s fucked up, but my “family” hates on me more than my “enemies”.

Perhaps it’s the nature of mankind, deeply embedded into the dna of us all to hate that which exudes greatness whenever we are outshown.

I don’t have that gene, thank, God. If someone outshines me, I simply work harder. Get stronger so that I too can achieve greatness.

Music is a hard business, but it’s in my soul and I don’t see any other life in this world  I’d rather lead.

I am an artist…it is my pain as well as my passion, but I am also so much more. I am a father, a leader, a fighter, a lover, a revolutionary.

I work day and night to bring my dreams into reality. To manifest my destiny. And so if I’m not sleeping…I’m grinding.

This, this evil that grips me is leading me, leading to victory at the cost of what could be…but vengeance will be mine. Mine and you shall see.

If circumstances had been placed differently and I’d chosen to pursue a life of average importance, I’m sure I would deal with average people and average problems.

However, as it is clear to me, I have chosen to pursue a life of greatness and thus, face problems of the same caliber. I will not complain. I only hope those who choose to oppose me know they shall face these same temperaments.

Let’s see if they will be as dignified in their dealings with the devil as me. 

My son turns five today…time flies by fast when you’re having fun.

My writing, my art is meant to capture what I’m going through at the time of it’s creation. As I grow my work grows. As I change my work changes.

You can’t even tell that this is a woman of African American descent. This is what I mean when I speak about a people who are ashamed to be themselves.