So its 1250 and my mind is racing like Daytona. Thinking about the future and what it holds. thinking bout whether this choice is the rite one. Word son got mad shit on the brain. Hopefully the cards fall in to place. Me and my friends are contemplating get a pad of our own, but son gotta get a job that make bank. Then wifey stressing young like shit, but whats new. Man i "swear life a bitch, wit long skirts and big chest, so how can i not flirt wit death" haha. but on the real im just thanking God for all thats hes blessed me wit. i met this dude today, son been through sum shit that i cant even imagine going through, but he stays positive. that what it about staying up because once you get down there maybe no return. Chatting wit a friend may be what you need to clear your head. Got to have a outlet, mine being shoes, to make you take your mind off ish.
Keep it 100 no less
p.s for sale ish up soon
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