“All I wan’ to be was a ‘G,’ ha! My whole life, nigga, please, ha! Breakin’ off these montherfuckin’ keys, ha! Let’s get these motherfuckin’ ‘Gs,’ ha! Nigga, you don’t wanna fuck with this!” Gangsters and “green,” drugs and dollars, bitches and “bands,” prison and “paper,” hoes and huge houses, cash and cars, crooked cops and convictions, intentional illicitness and incarceration, guns and gangs, violence and vitriol, selfishness and self-destruction, etcetera, etcetera. Repeating as a reminder, hip hop hasn’t helped heal many men at all. And the predictable patterns of the petty, puerile, pathetic people perpetuating their own people’s problems by popularizing pain and pitifulness through their inimical, injurious influences are overly obvious. It’s surely safe to say that the same stupid shit, over and over, creates comfort through familiarity for folks who can’t conjure the courage to create change. So, y’all must want someone smarter and stronger to come create change for you, huh? Nobody needs to be a professional psychologist to ultimately understand that folks feel fondness in familiarity, even if negativity is normalized through sustained stupid shit, because confidence can come from one knowing their capability to cope with challenges created by continued cycles. Being seemingly stuck in a “been there, done that” predictable pattern is maybe meant to make many crave change, no? Well, why won’t y’all do it? It’s because you can’t conjure the courage, cowards! *sips tea* See, I created change, and it’s super simple. And from now on, whenever I want—after saying something snappy, proving points, telling the truth, etc.—I’m typing “*sips tea*”. Anyhoo, somebody tell Tinashe I said hi, seriously. Yes, my timelines are still totally taken-over. And today, I saw several clips of a California Christian co-conspirator and her dearest daughter. Y’all are gorgeous girls, honestly, but I can clearly see the “crazy” in your eyes. And y’all both got it, but it’s only an observation—not a subliminal slight or snappy statement. Hey, call it a God-given gift or informative intuition, but I know things that others can’t conceive. *sips tea* Which queues the query, especially for the gorgeous girls, is that God that’s good to you “all the time?” Because from my holy and never humble perspective, the Devil does wonderful work when giving God someone to seemingly save so often. In other words, if “God is good all the time,” where the figgity fuck is he before you need him? Your Honor, I’m telling this truth whether the weak and weary can conjure the courage to create change or not! Y’all, I know for a full fuckin’ fact that nobody knows what I know about your “good” God, beloved Bible, and relic religion. What if I’ve cracked “the code?” What if ultimately understanding the concept of Christianity and other relic religions without being bothersome to an ostensibly overworked divine deity is what made me the Main Man’s main man? Uncertainty is understandably unsettling, and the fear of the unknown is what makes “been there, done that” crazily comfortable for cowards who can’t conjure the courage to create change. You don’t have to lose yourself to let go of sustained stupid shit that conserves constraining continued cycles which prohibit progression, just do deeds differently. Ignore idiots, avoid aggravating and irritating interactions, don’t follow fools, protect your peace, end regrettable relationships, refuse to return to recurring ridiculousness, stop fuckin’ playing with me—Christ’s chosen champion, and other simple stuff. I don’t want to preach, but I practice progression like religionists rely on their good God’s promise and protection—conveniently after “the Devil” does dirty deeds through problematic people perpetuating predictable patterns. Y’all, I can prove that this terrible truth is true, and the whole wide world won’t want it to be! But where in this war-ridden, wildly wicked, wasteful, worsening world isn’t the truth capable of creating change? “Niggas fear what they don’t understand, hate what they can’t conquer, guess it’s just a theory of man. Became a monster, on top of the world, never fallin’! I’m as real as they come, from day one, forever ballin’! C’mon.” Hip hop hasn’t helped heal many men, but many mindful messages in lots of lyrics can confirm that some sensible rappers study smarter people. However, the dilution of and divergence from said smarter people’s mindful messages in many rappers’ regurgitations definitely defeat the purpose of them trying to be positive and promote progression. For instance, laughable lyrics like “you wet who I want wetted, I wet who you want wetted—any nigga can get it” and Bible bites like “an eye for an eye” may seem similar, but what’s the distinctive, defining difference between retaliation and retribution—revenge and repayment? What if the beloved Bible’s maybe not-so-meaningful or mindful messages create constraining continued cycles that evolution will easily eliminate? With that, should everyone evolve or nah? Ain’t no surprise secret to being better at concluding constraining cycles and moving forward, it’s as super simple as stepping away from what’s holding you back! And y’all best be prepared to progress. Because soon…
Omniscience