Boosie Badass (allegedly), I bet them badasses back in Baton Rouge don’t believe that you’re better off being best buddies with the bitch-ass badge boys because they’re a bunch of bums with nothing to lose. But you have checks to cash and children and communities to care for. So, like I told the man from Murder, Inc., ruining your reputation with rascals and ruffians ain’t wrong because righteousness is the right way. Why would you want to remain reputable with disreputable people? And if me being what the punk-ass police perceive as public enemy number one prompts them to pick you to subliminally slight me in exchange for expunging your recent regrettable run-ins with the law, so be it. Honestly, I’m happy to help. Now, like you said, “Chin up, chest out, you did it, nigga!” Don’t deny doing something somewhat smart to satisfy stupid people. Shit, Mannie Fresh, Juvenile, BG, and Master P (allegedly) sent shots, too. The way I see it, all y’all niggas are friends of the Feds! Joining the jesters and jezebels to throw a few jokey-jokes to escape justice isn’t cowardice, it’s confirmation that you’re conscious of consequences and considerate. Y’all, it’s over! I personally promise to shut stupid niggas the fuck up forever! Shout-out to Tekashi 6ix9ine, who is as real as the “realest” nigga you know. If your life is boring, it’s probably because you make better decisions than bozos, bimbos, and birdbrains. There’s this bald-headed ex-con that the country’s most crooked cops tapped to troll me. I’ve never watched his interviews, but the clips come up as I swipe and scroll on social media. I know the snarling sinner was selected to subliminally slight me specifically because he’s reminiscent of an evil Charlamagne—an ungodly, goofy-ass doppelgänger. From what I’ve gathered, the previous prisoner preferred PCP prior to taking the paddy wagon to the pokey. With a show of hands, how many of y’all have never smoked PCP? If your hand is raised, keep it there if you’ve never smoked PCP because what type of bum-ass, dumb-ass nigga smokes PCP?! Congratulations, you’re considerably more cognizant of consequences and concerned for your continuation than said convict. Of course, doing dangerous drugs ain’t the only offense that can cripple your confidence or ruin your reality. But if you’re like me, you recognize how ridiculous it is to rely on reprehensible reprobates for realizations—especially when they’re expressing their experiences as if making major mistakes is mandatory when learning life lessons. If you’re not learning from other people’s mistakes, are you enjoying or engaging in the explanation of their experiences for entertainment purposes only? My point is, knowing better and doing better the first time, and learning lessons from the losses and letdowns of others, is better than not knowing better but not doing your best to do your best. Smart people simply shy away from stupid shit, and you don’t need to be in a bunch of bad experiences to know that bad experiences are bad for you. There are plenty of people who play themselves on purpose, chiefly to conserve commonality with conforming cretins. In black culture, criminality can be considered common, so clowns commonly become criminals to conform. In having a rebellious spirit by nature, shunning the system and resisting redundant or restrictive regulations is a permanent part of me. With that, I know some of the weirdos are wondering, “Why aren’t you ‘outside’ with the rest of us?” Because fuck y’all! Y’all ain’t real or right, honest or honorable, open or objective, smart or strong-minded, ready or reliable, etc. Nonetheless, the culture ain’t gon’ cure itself. Anyhoo, what’s this “L” symbol about? Are y’all suggesting that I’m a loser or a liar? Lizzo (allegedly), I agree that I’m the “man of the year.” Porsha (allegedly) recently repeated remarks that have been part of a predictable pattern by stating, “You don’t compare where you don’t compete, honey.” I think she meant, “You can’t compete where you don’t compare.” That was a short script, so I don’t know how she messed it up. Then, there’s this darling doppelgänger of a lovely liar talking about “Group 7.” She looks so much like the original that it’s definitely giving it away. Would you believe me if I told you that “Group 7” refers to my manhood? Sharing that may have been TMI, and repeating it could be the same, but that’s how deep the trolling goes here. Honestly, sometimes it’s a little under seven, depending on the circumstances, so you I guess you could call it like “6, 7.” I’m not ashamed, because I don’t like hoes anyway. I hope y’all can laugh and this lightens the mood, because I’m dead-ass about dismantling all that’s detrimental. You can’t gaslight a “lightworker!” And soon…
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