Right Now I Am Listening to Stakes is High.

I am listening to De La. I just returned from running.

I can feel in my soul, that this is gonna be one of those DNA revealing posts in the vein of that TL sh*t from late March.

I listen to Stakes is High, cuz I know De La feels me.

See. Im from East Oakland. A place that YOU are not suppose to make it out of in one piece.

Let Alone be a black people loving, fast talking, tight dress wearing feminist.

I just got back from running the BK bridge.

I was trying to run the anger out. Studying in the library last night I hit the anxiety wall.

A wall that I have not seen sense BL. You see, this semester, I had to battle the destructive nature that East Oakland represents.

See.

The East Oakland Greasy that propels me, can be the same thing that holds me back.

I come from a self destructive place.

A beautiful place.

But a destructive place.

Outsiders often wonder why people in the hood destroy sh*t.

It’s because n*ggas CAN’T see a future for themselves.

AND HERE IS THE RUB.


I have been just as destructive also.

But PEEP GAME.

I had EVERY THING going for me.



Thats why I had so much love for Clarrett.

Here was this dude, w/ mega talent, but his dark side KEPT F*CKING WITH HIM.

So I listen to De La.

I listen to De LA and I remember WHEN I WANTED TO BE WHERE I AM NOW,

and I am thankful.

It takes a village to raise and m.dot.

So I offer thank you’s.

In alpha order:

Danyel Smith: For telling me to WRITE, regardless.

Dekka: For explaining that in order to focus for two weeks straight, NO CELL, NO IM.

Dig Dug: For being hilarious. For feeling me. For allways wanting to know when Im coming home.

Gotty: For being my muse. For deading me when I complained about BL incessantly.

Harlem Gem: For telling me last November ” You are either going to break up with him or go to DC”. For re-affirming my confidence. For not knocking me when I was down.

Irish Liberterian: For staying on me to study in the basement. It just takes 60 minutes to mix up with the correct results and access the positive buy cheap viagra energy of fulfilling your better half. And don’t forget that tadalafil canada online, cialis are all available through our online pharmacy, eliminating the hassle of dealing with the corner drugstore. buy viagra canada Start slow and then go hard. The ingredient reaches the targeted area cialis canada mastercard and start to work by helping them increase and sustain sexual arousal. Now I be in that b*tch erry day.

J!: For taking me seriously.

Jase: For never judging me.

Jonzey: For being here since the admission essay, for being l.school strategy architect.

Lurkers: I know yall out there. Say hi. lemme hear from ya.

Mean Sexy: For being firm w/ the NO NEW N*GGAS rule this semester. And for coming through when my money got funny.


Minnesota:
For telling me about his grad school woes, and helped me to see, adminstrative hoop jumping was something that MANY a student went through.

Min Reporter: For encouraging me to take risks when I write and for letting me know, subtly, that she reads everything.

Miss Ahmad: For knowing and loving the Oakland we BOTH remember.


Mum: For being compassionate when I least expected it.

Neo: For being an “artist”.

Pet Detective:
For forcing me to be cognisant of how my thinking affects my surrounds. For helping me realizing my gift.

Poppaay!: For being compassionate, obnoxious and brilliant. For showing me that Black men never give up.

S.Bot: For being my greasy hero. For being the architect to my L.school survival. For helping me see that we all deal with urges.

Texas Truth: For providing constructive criticism, for being available and for riding for Jesus and Black people.

Walt: For loving Hip Hop and Detroit as much as I do.

Wil.e.: For enthusiasticlly listening to my mundane details, for being thorough.

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To De La. Thank you for providing a soundtrack to my dreams and everything that falls inbetween.

To My angels and God, thank you for listening.

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