I WAS RAISED ON BREAD & BALONEY

About me? yeah sure. I'll tell you. Not known to flash. My dress code stay simple, Black pants and chucks + I'm about Design + Culture + Music + Soul train reruns with Don Cornelius + Don King + Don Don + Don Juan + LowRiders + Kool Kats + Converse + Eyes behind dark shades + Be at the Bar, my head low, eyes stoned, hearing, "Last Call" Reply, "Alcohol" + I'm about woman and beer + Street Art + Museums and Galleries + Poor folks who grew from dirt to diamonds + Filmore Slim + I will Flip the bird + Flippin chicken wings on my George Foreman grill + My homie flip 1k on kicks in a week. Now that's flipping + Im not about fools, Im about old head's knowledge + Afro punk, Hip Hop to Rock folks + But what about the funk folks? Curtis Mayfield, that's my PusherMan. The ghetto prince of New York's urbanLand + I love girls, date'em short or tall + I like people who just don't give a damn at all + The free spirit individuals + Decision makers + Honesty and trust + I write down thoughts, urban philosophies + I'm about the bum folks up to the fashion folks + Things that make you wanna go hummm + People who do what they must to make a living + Indie films + Foreign films + Momma raised me on bread and baloney + Papa was a rolling stone but he always came home. He spoke tales of once rebel dudes known to piss on rules down in country town, malicious city slickers, fought the law and loss + Neighbors wish me hell, But it's all well. I just praise the lord for the bad luck, if it ain't for bad luck I wouldn't even have luck + My homies blast their music till we tremble walls, without a cause + Modern day James Dean. I know models that are dope fiends. Shake hips, whip hair, out to succeed + Living this urban life, they say you have to be bold or face close doors + I'm all about this and that. Life is art. Heart life + Man, Im so diff. So chill. So smart. So cool + Walk alone, move slow to that city tune + Never losing my kool. True indeed.