I shoot balls. I write things. I listen. I imagine.
My great grandmother, Fannie Lou Hamer, my grandfather, Rakim, James Baldwin, Toni Morrison, Spike Lee, JD Salinger, Tracee Elis Ross, Jigga, George "Eyes Ways to Fuckin Close Together" Bush's simple ass
Shit that makes me think "Gotdamn" at the same time.
Shit that makes me think "No, they didnt" and feel "Yes, they did" at the same time.
Sopranos, Flavor of Love, Boondocks, games with balls and teams
Shit that makes you think, "Gotdamn, No they didn't" and feel "Gotdamn, yes they did" at the same time.
My Grandma, Mama, father (the foundation) aunts and all the niggas I want to meet and my boo are my heroes. By the way, My boo is supple as some veal (and i'm vegetarian, nigga), but oh so fierce and legendary. Like the pimple cheeked Dylan (Die -Lon), she spits nothing but hot fire on the page and in that face, ked.