...It seems 2 me, that in today`s society, or actually as it relates 2 the e-society (not just blackplanet anymore; there are others now), the goals & aspirations of our members on this site have been slightly skewed. What i mean is this: LOOK AROUND. How many pages on here are based on upliftment, social expression, philosophical ideas, poetic expression--just something other than the typical, run-of-the-mill sh*t that gets the most exposure on here? We need 2 branch out, man. It`s already bad enough that every single damn video on b.e.t. exploits us in every stereotypical way possible...haven`t u had enough of the bullsh*t?!?!?! Ok. I just had 2 vent right quick...
p.e.a.c.e., and thanks for comin through. My name is Regan: loving son of the greatest mother a man can have, single (and i stress, "SINGLE") and loving father, fashionable socialite who loves the company of people with elevated minds, & overall, just a chraming, enthusiastic, passionate Black Man, still growing up, head to the sky but not in the clouds...anymore. To know me is to Love me, but you'll have to find that out for yourself; you are most certainly welcome to do that. Wanna know more? Ask. in the meantime, peep this lil dart right here
it`s HIM & I, we twice as nice; call us `GEMINI`,
we MINIMIZE FEMINIZED fools wit TIMID EYES/
who try 2 ENTERPRISE & tell DIFFERENT LIES 2 SWIM INSIDE
WOMEN`S THIGHS,
especially sl^ts that`s brown
wit butts that`s round like
LEMON PIES/
see, u just can`t IDENTIFY, we some TIGHT SOUTH VILLAINS WHO SIGNIFY,
& WIPE OUT KILLAZ LIKE GENOCIDE/
DIGNIFIED--the VILLIFIED
ILLER TRIBE,
we STILL ALIVE; the motto we LIVIN BY is `KILL OR DIE`/
yeah, we CRIMINALIZED...but Y`ALL WRONG 2 GENERALIZE,
be a FRIEND IN MY EYES...ina WARZONE WITH ENEMY TIES/
livin IN A DISGUISE...of hate, deceit,& GIMMICKY LIES,
where PENNILESS GUYS get strung out on CHEMICAL HIGHS/
we close 2 where the PINNACLE LIES--ABOVE THE BEEF,
where we not just THUGZ WIT HEAT who LOVE THE BEEF, the DRUGS & STREETS/
or hit CLUBS & CREEP...i`m tryin 2 be a NINE-FIGGA RHYME SPITTA,
cuz i`ve seen how FAR CRIMES GET US when HARD TIMES HIT US/
see, we were made in the IMAGE OF GOD--but instead...we`d rather PRETEND 2 BE HARD, actin wild & BENDIN THE LAW/
