Tuesday, May 17, 2011

A Poem For Arissé.

A Poem For Arissé.

Damn baby, you’re the one that’s got me going crazy.
I knew when I met you would up being my lady.
Don’t sweat those lil love handles, that’s where I hold you at when I stand you up to ram you.
Coke bottle frame girl you’re the fucking baddest.
You could be the fucking best, I like two twins on your chest.
For you, I’ll try to be the greatest.
I really like your style and your flow.
I think you’re really dope, I thought you should.
Yeah, I like your hair and how it looks.
Baby, you are beautiful, I thought I’d never find someone more suitable.
You’re yellow skinned where can I begin? Can we get closer like Corrine.
I’m in a race for your heart, I’m just trying to be Ricky Bobby.
Damn, and your body is banging like Donkey Kong
 Why, your eyes are like sapphires sparkling so bright. They make the morning radiant and light.
 You’re a real alley cat, huh? 
I’m always thinking about the 21st letter in the alphabet and that is U.
Sweatpants, hair tied, chillin with no make on. That’s when you’re fucking dopest, I hope that you don’t take it wrong. 
You give me a high I couldn’t get from any bong.
My phone stays on vibrate but you got your own special ringtone. 
I can’t hold a tune, but for you I’d sing a song. 
If I had an Arissé  I would always wear my Braves hat.
I love it in my hood but I don’t mind kicking it where you’re at.
You don’t have to tell me, but I know I’m the fucking man.
I think I might like you more than Spacejam.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

To: Her

You’ve got what I neeeeeeeed. And I won’t stop until I’m on top.
They say love is the highest form of affection. They also say I’m too young to feel love.
I cannot shake this crush. You’re on my mind too much. 
I wanna tell you how I feel, but they tell me the love I feel isn’t real.
I’m not in love it’s just the highest form of affection I feel with you. 
I want you by my side. 
And logically, I can see us kissing on the moon. Honestly, I could see us screwing on the moon. 
You are what consumes my mind.
I wish you were mine…
But I… can’t tell if I love you.

Thursday, August 19, 2010


Rumble young man, rumble
Life is a trip, so sometimes we gon’ stumble 
You gotta go through pain in order to become you
But once the world loves you, you’ll feel like there’s only one you
Now you got the power to do anything you want to
Until you ask yourself is this what it all has come to
Looking at life through sunglasses and a sunroof
Until you have the power to get out from up under you
Fuck all these labels, fuck what everybody wants from you
They trying Axl Rose you, “Welcome to The Jungle”
To be continued, we on that Norma Nella shit
We’re search for the truth even if it goes through Taylor Swift
Tell her this:

Tuesday, August 17, 2010


How do you go about ignoring someone? Like you were just cool with me a couple of days ago and then you stop talking to me. Well, I'm sorry if I said anything to piss you off or something but I guess I can take the hint and leave you alone. I'm not going to be desperate and keep hitting you up. Although I keep hoping every text is you. But, it's not. It's either an e-mail or something random. I guess all our big plans aren't going to go through.

Monday, August 16, 2010


I think I'm done with pursuing women. I mean, I need to take a break. Focus on what I need to do. And plus, everything is becoming messy anyway. So, I'm deleting contacts, deleting pages, etc. I mean, they demand so much from me and expect too much. I'm going to just go though for a little bit just focusing.

Sunday, August 15, 2010


Her eyes are blue.
Better than the sky blue.
When I'm blue, they make me feel better.
Because your eyes are apart of you.
When we talk peacefully I feel on top of the world.
We can stand on top of the world together.
Even if I'm not with you, I think about you all the time.
How it would've been if I didn't fuck up.
But from that experience it makes me want to grow up.
Makes the man in me want to show up.
Take you somewhere we can be alone listen to you speak because your voice is so beautiful.
There are so many things I want to do with you.
Hold your hand while we walk, whisper in your ear.
One day you'll be my dear.
Yeah, our future is clear.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Stranger Danger

It's funny how you can go from being complete strangers with someone to striking up small talk and then from small talk you turn into an in-depth conversation about each other's interests and things you might have in common or things you'd like to do in the future.

I mean, there was this one girl, honestly I don't even remember how we started talking but we did. Honestly, my intentions were never to try to get at her. But dang, she was hella fine inside and out. Like everything about her is just so dope. She doesn't take any bullshit and she's amazing. She likes everything I like and vice-versa. It's like she was almost made for me. From Charles Hamilton to simple things. Her smile is like watching the sunrise on the beaches of California. If I had a choice I'd choose her over the sun. She's amazing and we just bonded over simple things. She's funny too. Well at least she keeps me laughing and smiling. I can't get enough of her. Before I go to sleep she's one of my final thoughts before I rest, always leaving a goofy smile on my face. I don't know what it is. But, she's just the bee's knees.

Aston Martin Music

as I type this blog post I am listening to both versions of this song by Drake and Rick Ross. I can't get this song out of my head. Reminds me of an old track I can't remember the name of. But, I love it. 

Honestly, things have been swaying both ways lately in my life. I've just been coasting through the month of August like it's nothing. But several incidents have encouraged me to do a couple of things. 1.) Cut people out of my life. Not everyone is supposed to be your friend. If you don't have a couple of enemies along the road of success then you're doing something wrong. 2.) I need to not let things get the better of me. Honestly, I try to not see myself as better than anyone else in this world because we're all human but sometimes I think I'm just on a different level than most people. It's like I'm on an island waiting for everyone to swim over and gain this knowledge that I have attained. 3.) I have to be very secure with myself because a lot of people try to bring me down with several jokes. Honestly, I've heard everything there is to say about me. Not many words can do harm to me. But, over a period of time it gets old. Like I can only be called fat so many times or a lame so many times. Or people tell me I can't rhyme. Like come on. I have talent. You people can't deny that. 

But overall I've learned that people like me for me. And that a lot of people actually listen to what I have to say. I think my voice can travel far and help people and positively affect them. I feel like Peter Parker when he discovered he could shoot webs from his wrists. 

Thursday, August 5, 2010


I think everyone is quick to put a label on things these days. And put labels on people. People but labels on this to restrict certain things. I hate being labeled things. Don't restrict me. Just because someone where's skinny jeans and retro shit doesn't make them a hipster, it just makes them a person who wears skinny jeans and retro shit. You know. People need to stop labeling shit 

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Elevator Music

The title doesn't relate to this post at all. But, I've just been thinking. I'm happy these days and I guess elevator music makes me happy. Just the simple tune of something. I digress. Life has been decent for me as of late. Except my basement flooding last week and I've been sleeping on my couch ever since. Kinda sucks. But it looks like stuff will be getting back to normal soon. School is starting soon. =\ But, it's ok. I'm going to be a SEN11OR. Class of 2011 runs this. :)

Sunday, July 11, 2010


Everybody has an opinion. I love when people have opinions about me. I'm just glad people notice me. It could be worse. 

"... I love what other people think. It’s honestly an honor, even if it’s negative, for somebody to write about me or have an opinion. I love it and it’s an honor. Motherfuckers don’t have to write about you. Motherfuckers don’t have to interview you. No one has to give a fuck about you" - Brandon "Lil B" McCartney

I like my Barbies tatted up. ;)

Fly Lady Love.

So, this lady here is my homie Diana Reyes. I personally think she's amazing. Not because she's an artist or dancer just because her personality is great. And not to mention she's the Bee's Knees (Insider)

Fly Lady Di. There's a lot I can say about her. We've known each other for a short period of time but I see this friendship becoming great. I love her art. Before I even knew who she was I had her art on my wall. One of my favorite pieces. Me and Di bonded over music. She had posted something about Theophilus London, and I love Theophilus London so that's how we started talking and from that one conversation our friendship blossomed into something greater. It's like she's just from another atmosphere. She's one of the dopest people I've ever gotten a chance to speak to. She is an artist and she can dance too. I don't mean she can just move around and get dude's attention. Ol' girl has some pep in her step. =P I didn't even know this but when I was on youtube she was in Fall Out Boy's "Dance, Dance" video which is one of my favorite songs. So, you know she's really dope. I love her. I really do. I consider her a really good. I hope she's around in the future

Di, I love you.

Love Junkie

"Love Junkie feenin' for the feeling" -Donwill

So, I don't think I'm a love junkie. I really don't hop from relationship to relationship. If I am going to call a girl my girlfriend she has to be someone special, someone I know I can trust, someone I know I can be myself with. Honestly, a girl I can watch Power Rangers with. LOL. See, I'm a complex guy. It may not seem like it, but I very picky when it comes to some things women being of them. I'm not really all that shallow when it comes to picking a girlfriend I just need a couple of things. Good dresser, good kisser, good attitude, good personality.. 

But, I don't think I'm a love junkie. I don't feel the need to have a girlfriend in my life. I don't feel the need to have a girl period. Like to have sex with and shit. I'm different than most guys my age. I like to spend most of time being creative you know. I like creating things. I like reaching out to people and creating my brand.

Being a Love Junkie is way to time consuming. I don't have time to chase every girl. Impress every "cool" person. I mean if they are impressed by what I do great. =) But, I don't have time to be falling in love. I fell in love once with a girl who didn't love me back. She'd rather have someone else. But, that's beside the point. 

So far Summer of 2010 has been the Summer of MdB. 

No days off.