A few things.
1.) My Dad. He’s convinced that I’m headed in the wrong direction, hanging out with the wrong crowd, and that I’m wasting my life. I don’t get it though. I have a job, I don’t do drugs, and my friends are all good people. If they weren’t, I wouldn’t surround myself with them. He’s not talking to me anymore. Big whoop, he’ll get over it. See, he’s not happy with me because I didn’t choose to be a doctor, lawyer, or some kind of chemist. He’s old school, and he only wants the best for me…as long as he approves. You know the deal. It pisses him off that I kinda deaded all that nonsense, and did what I wanted to do. I’m happy doing my thing, and if he doesn’t dig it…tough shit. I bend over for no one.
2.) My friend Ali and I are trying to come up with our own top ‘10 rap songs ever’ list. This is rather difficult because I have to leave out a lot of my personal favorites due to content, and impact and such. Our lists will most definitely be very different from one another’s. I’m looking forward to see what I can come up with. One song on my list is “Triumph” by Wu-Tang.
3.) Girlies, rub on your titties! Yeah, fuck it! I said it! Rub on your titties.
Tags: clipse, crack, dad, simon says, Wu-Tang Clan
October 14, 2007 at 1:01 pm |
Pleasing your parents can be an impossible task. I’m just now starting to realize/accept this. However, if I quit trying to do something to make them proud I’m not too sure what I would be doing with my life.
Girls like rubbing their titties, I read it on the internet.