How Long is This Damn Path?

Shout out to Obscurity.

Essentially my most important virtue to follow day to day, blending in with the norm gives me not only a sense or worthlessness, but of inner gratification. Knowing that my 1980's style rebellious isolationist existance has had little to no significant impact on the unified series of events that we called Living clearly reflects the grief that I internally portray to myself as a mechanism of resolve. Bravo, young sir.

Knights On a Chess Board....

Shout out to The All City Chess Club.

Thanks, once again, to the constantly Daydreamin' mind of a Mr. Lupe Fiasco and friends, the nerds are at it again in collaboration for Lu's upcoming I'm Beaming Remix. The track is preparing to include a plethora of fresh meat mixed with some heavy hitters such as: Diggy Simmons, Wale, Asher Roth, J. Cole, B.O.B., Richard Hamilton, Blu, The Cool Kids, and of course, the smooth sounds of a sir Skateboard P......I think I need an Aspirin.

Bless You

Shout Out to Sneezing.

I think our bodies deserve some sort of positive recognition for having the natural ability to expel countless germs, lodged in the ooz that is mucas and saliva, at a very impressive 100+ MPH upon irittation. Not to mention, the fake sneeze/water spray to the back of a homeboy's neck always has a nigga madder than a swarm of honeybees on a hot afternoon in July....damn I been in Georgia too long.

Keeping the Viagra Market Alive.......

Shout out to Elderly Boning.

It's strange that as soon as I begin to cultivate a mental image of how these obscene acts could possibly even take place, it's as if my mind automatically activates my better judgment mode and whips on that parental block....thank you Brain. I've been told that women are better with age, much like a fine wine, but I don't think the same nigga would agree with that comparison once those grapes turn to raisins.....

*Warning, if you are old and you try to have sex, you'll probably die of a heartattack or something.....SO DON'T DO IT.