Truth be told, growing up all I ever dreamed of, was to be a straight up Gee.
Follow the footsteps of my favorite celebrity.
A crazy baldheaded Loko, raised in the street.
One thing many people don't know, is that I lived another life in secrecy.
One a Thug, the other a believer in Christianity.
I wanted to fit in so much, and so by me being in a gang it felt like family.
It wasn't hard for me to choose and pick.
Ride or Die is what the homies screamed, this was all so new to me.
Shy and alone, so, Sad you see.
Before I knew it I was throwing up gang signs, repping for my street.
I loved it so much, I didn't care about the heat.
Got into many fights, wouldn't stop until I seen that vato bleed.
Had to calm my nerves down, so I smoked the weed.
And just like that a new breed, I was freed.
I no longer had that itch or that need. All I wanted now was to spread hidden love all across my city.
So I chose to leave that life behind, God's speed.
All along I was hiding behind a mask, hoping you where unable to read.
So know I find myself in this fu*ked up reality. My mind says one thing and my heart another, if I'm correct that's hypocrisy.
And no I'm not looking for any type of sympathy.
To see a Smile is what I want, so I act accordingly.
I show no emotions, that's THUG LIFE mentality.
Jokingly speaking, I wish to express myself oh so lovingly.
But for now all I can do is greet you kindly.
People living in poverty, that shit made me sick.
So I made it my mission, to change this society.
I know it wasn't my responsibility. It was just my way to get a clear visibility.
Spread love and positivity. Hoping to open new doors for those who seek a new possibility.
Money is the root of all evil, so it became, to me a liability. I'm not rich, I just had too much of it.
So I began to give back to the community.
For any chance I get to see a Smile, I gave away, 100$ .
To be able to see pure cries of joy and saying thank you repeatedly, that to me brought humility.
That's how I feel on the inside, but on the outside my PRIDE won't let me show, compassionate.
Same reason I won't sit and conversate. Writing out my thoughts I feel, passionate.
I'm not judged and there is no one for me to hate.
Now you know a little of my mind's state.
My word is BOND, So I'll always RIDE OR DIE.... So don't Fu*k with me, I still have the THUG inside.
©justamind
J