Wuss goin on,y'all... they say i gotta write something here about myself.... but that shit's corny to me... but i will address one thing... what the f*** has been goin on with hip hop lately? don't motherf***ers remember what hip hop was about in the first place? it was a place for underdawg street cats like you and me to express ourselves... you know, when i see rappers talk'n 'bout platinum chains and diamonds.... i'm all good with it cuz i feel like we can make it too... but what happens when they say we ain't shit 'cuz we ain't got money like they do? we bought their albums so they could come up and now thier stepp'n on us?! f*** that! This shit's gotta change one way or another.... we gotta find a way to make opportunities for all of us to come up, ya dig? we have to get up.. we have to make moves.. we have to heal the hood.... cuz ain't nobody gonna help us but us... for those of you think'n i'm juss ramble'n.. your punk ass is probably part of the f***'n problem too! To the rest of you read'n this, i hope y'all hold'n it down real nice out there.. y'all be safe and stay up... may cash rain on all of us 'till we drown! One, Babybooda.