I get dough.

Everywhere I go. I stay on my grind! Haha. So, I stumbled upon a Boston native MC, Chilla Jones. That’s my dude, fer suree.

I need new headphones.

I wanna do something exciting this weekend, not the same old shit.

I’m not holding back anymore, puttin’ myself out there. Whatever.

I miss my family. I miss the Beanpot man. I miss waking up to my grandmother shuffling her cards loudly. I miss sittin’ at the staircase. I miss the freestlye cypher circles, I miss the dissin’ sessions. I miss writing a new verse and callin Shamel over to my house to hear it. Damn man, how shit’s changed.