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i got a lil boy, jasun, actualy the only reason i ever decided to get legit. i woke up in the hospital one day and realized that if i had died, or even if i went to da pen for a long time, that i wasn't bein a real nygga or a real man. cant let another nygga try to raise MY son. shiiiit. my son to real for another nygga. at first i thought i had to be even MORE shady and hustle even harder. but when i woke up in the hospital and the first thing i thought of was him, thats when i woke up farreal. me and his mom not together. never were. we had sex and slipped up. so we deal wit eachother only when it concerns my son. aight heres da basic info... i live alone and i have my own apartment, i have and pay for my own car, i'm currently single, several tattoos, and i just got my %#&@$! enrolled in college (told you i'm evolving into somethin more). how i drop out of highschool but i got a 4.0 in college??? hahha! i was never a dummy. thats how i'm free... here's a lyrical verse/ poem i turned in for a college assignment (if you steal my shyt your a joke):
Peace The Lord blessed me wit a skill at mathematics, And I corrupted it to hustlin' Im still below average that mean Im strugglin' .If I can take this pain & run wit it Get paid & be done wit it Id be way better off. But Im still lost Stressin' situations testing my patience Reflexively Im catching cases in these cuffs I be pacin My minds racin' now Im facin' a judge I feel the hate in his blood... just cant hide my hate cuz I aint fake Im a thug...
They tell me to place my hand on a Bible, well if you want me to swear, the truth is I want to pick up this chair An play it like Larenze Tate from Dead Prez But still Im gonna keep my composure Cheef my dozia. The only, moment of peace for the heart of a soulja.
-jay gully |
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