Fighting And Rising

Kush rushing through my lungs, higher than the sky,

There’s a lot of money out here, you need to fight for your piece of the pie.

I’m spending the crust, investing the filling,

Receiving visions better than who I am because I’m willing.

Landing jabs, hammering down lethal combinations,

Crafting words that accelerate into a realm of scintillation.

Never trust anyone, don’t underestimate people,

At the end of the road we are all equal.

Showing what belief and having big dreams can do,

Making the devil powerless, all of the lies I can see through.

A lot of people counted me out, they thought I wouldn’t succeed,

Fervor in the heart of these words, you need to bleed.

The struggle only makes you stronger, builds up tolerance,

Defending what’s mine, attacking hard on offense.

Taking a loss only means victory is on the horizon,

Prepared for war, life is consistent so there’s nothing surprising.

Satisfaction is the death of ambition, never satisfied,

Caring deeply about the value of family ties.

Everybody deserves to eat well, live in security and enjoy peace,

But tranquility has a price to pay, you need to conquer the beast.

Happiness cannot be stolen or penetrated;

Once you are in love with yourself you will be venerated.

My eyes are on all of my enemies, but they don’t cross my mind,

Time is on my side, just view the strength of my grind.

The city is calling my name, I don’t write for fame,

Acknowledgement at nightclubs usually comes from lames.

Dollars on reserve under the view of a telescope,

Selling the pathway of hope, holier than the pope.

Major moves are the only movements I understand,

Underdog on the come up, about to gain the upper hand.


Boss Up

Men are worried about what other men do,

Queens watch your back more than your crew.

I never trust anyone completely,

God is the only entity who can defeat me.

Never do things for money, only to personify a feeling,

Wheeling and dealing before my natural life hits the ceiling.

The grind is for survival, the hustle is for generational wealth,

Something I can give to my kids to empower their health.

Sleeplessness becomes a way of life in the beginning stages,

After the lift off, you can wake up when you please, the energy is contagious.

Peace and love isn’t earned without the presence of chaos,

Most people become engulfed in evil and get lost.

I don’t believe anything people tell me about others,

Because they’re really exposing themselves undercover.

If I can’t build with you then don’t try to come around,

I swear to God if you disrespect me I’ll put you underground.

Living with losses isn’t for bosses,

We embrace the victory no matter what the cost is.

Sometimes I don’t think straight unless I get high;

Medicated off Mary Jane until I die.

I won’t reveal what people choose to tell me,

I don’t sell stories, I’m focused on selling me.

I love the children, prepared to build a better tomorrow,

Too many individuals have no originality, they imitate a style that’s borrowed.

Words have no meaning, unless their action is brought into existence;

That’s why you feel my passion and understand the difference.

I’m getting my weight up, laughing at the hate,

A lot of actors in my face with no pay rate.

If you do something for attention your insecure,

Stop sleepwalking through life, by administrating a blurr.

Whenever I act on a circumstance I’m sure,

I’m one of the baddest men on the planet, the public concurs.

The Power Of Success

I won’t pay for lust, cause there’s no trust

I devour the entire pie and savour the crust

I chase dreams that are determined and certain

Most people hate, they say you aren’t working

I made my own lane that has a global impact

You get paid from speaking the truth; that’s a fact

Surveying the land of preposterous intentions

I have hands of extension, holding death to its retention

Contentment is the main component invoking resentment

I pushed harder, to give my life more independence

Most are too frightened to live in a treacherous environment

In order to be truly successful: it’s an absolute requirement

The materialistic things associated with success is a mirage

Who cares about three luxury vehicles parked in the garage?

The bottom has you feeling consumed in a tomb

Evolution is about spreading your wings out of the cocoon

The money has been printed before your birth

The question is: are you going to give back to planet earth?

Everyone claims they want to be rich, but are afraid

I think peacefully, but will still cut you up with a blade

A positive outlook on life is like giving the blind sight

Disengage in plight, so you can start earning tonight

It takes years to build an empire, strategically

I hold down the castle, you just live egregiously

I just want the paper, and nothing else

The extra perks of finances can be bad for your health

Defeat only made my drive rise like a bee hive

Writing made me feel more alive than five

The creative juices were flowing like a faucet

Things I dreamt of buying, were resting in my pocket

People thought they could stop me, but were proved wrong

Before they found out where I was, I was already gone


I remember a few years ago I was living a dangerous lifestyle and it was the first time I ever experienced raw deceitful lust. It crept up on me quicker than a locomotive falling off the train tracks. I admit that I wasn’t happy with what events were transpiring, but the bills were piling up and they needed to be paid somehow. Having a gainful means of employment has always been something I take pride in, but unfortunately, it doesn’t always pay for your living expenses. I made sure to monitor my spending and keep one ear in the grape vine at all times because you never know who could be plotting to end your life. The street life is truly a ticking time bomb so managing your time is of the essence.

Not knowing when my next meal was going to be really messed with my mind, and I didn’t know if I was going to be able to escape the streets alive. All I knew at the time was to keep striving for a better tomorrow, and to try to encompass myself with loyal people. Sometimes it can be hard to read who is truly loyal and that is when lust comes into play. Mistakes will be made, but never making the same mistake twice is the answer to the beautiful struggle I saw myself lost in. If you do make the same mistake twice it most likely means your life. A lot of people like to play checkers on the streets by jumping over the next man or obstacle to get ahead, and that may benefit you in the short term, however, in the long term you will be destroyed along with your team.

I play chess and strategize every move I make. Especially back then when I needed to be particularly cautious not to step on anybodies toes inadvertently, which would cause a chain reaction of debauched violence. When you have your paper up and carry yourself with confidence everybody wants to see you fall. They know you are too crafty and intelligent to get caught up by a crew on the streets so they take the “back door exit”. The reason why I call it the back door is because it is the door you least expect to be opened to end your life. It is a mysterious entry to the afterlife if that be your fate, but god protects those who do good onto others. I truly believe that’s the only reason why I’m still breathing today.

I was approached by this girl in a nightclub and she began to dance with me. I didn’t think anything of it because its a common occurrence when you decide to stick on the dance floor the majority of the night. She had lustful eyes and that’s something I can read a mile away like a good book. I assumed it was from her inebriation and the promiscuity emotion was beginning to kick in. She grabbed me quickly and started to kiss me profusely and as soon as our lips touched I felt a cold chill surge through my entire body. It was mystifying, enticing, and eerie all in one lustful body of falsified sexual desire. I knew something fishy was going on because my intuition never lies to me.

I took a look around and saw a car outside that was parked across the street and it had pulled up as soon as she started dancing with me. I knew this was a setup and I warned her to tell whoever was trying to set me up to leave the premises. If not I would make sure it would get ugly for everyone involved. She left and I literally got to dodge a bullet and see another day.

Black widows are the spawn of the devil. Rosemary has many babies on this planet so be very aware.

Let this be a lesson to anyone who intends to fall for lust – it is a trap. Not a gift and a curse; just a single trap to hold you down forever. Never mistake lust for something you can trust because in the end someone will have to leave you in the dust.