Just some sh*t i wrote the other day, while comin` to grips wit
myself i thought it was time to display. My talent which was givin`
to me at birth. It would be wise for me to direct my message
towards something positive, that way my days will long on this
earth. Some would say we`re cursed, maybe we are maybe we`re not.
Nevertheless i stress each and ever nigga do the best he can wit
what he`s got. Packin` gloccs,slangin` rocks are out dated and
should be an extinct hustle. From start to finish will we be blind
and never overcome the struggle. The battle lies inside each and
every individual, who dreams of earning residuals whether it be
right or wrong, we won`t last long ,giving back to our communities
is essential. I know after you read this you`ll probably say, that
nigga`s wack. He`s softer than doctors` cotton,a busta or that cat
don`t have sh*t else to say. You can say what you want cause`
you`re gonna do that anyway. But take the time to listen to what i
got to say. Because the things i`ve seen, and things i`ve done or
attempted to accomplish, in two years is more than some of you
nigga`s and wannabes took a lifetime to do. I not saying i`m
greater,better,or harder than the next Muthaf*@ka. In all
attributes and most certainly, far from being a Busta.
Young B.Saprano
