How Did We Get Here?!?!?!

What it look like folk? Long time no blog. I know, I know, a few of yall have gotten on my ass about how long it took for me to get a blog up. Hey, what can I say? Not much has been going on in my arena. Maintaining. Lets see, is there anything I would like to get into before I spit this pattened square shit? Nah....so lets get on with it...Shall we?!?!?!

"Supposed to be Earth, aint worth the pussy that you sit on"(c) Nas. This is one of my favorite Nas lines. And also one of the most tragic. See, this line did not come from the recesses of his imagination. Nor did it come from his creative soul. That shit came from the heart. As I'm sure you can imagine it was penned in regards to the mother of his first child(I can't wait to hear what he has to say about Kelis).

Black love is one of the most beautiful things you will ever witness. Niggas hating one another is one of the move vile and petty things to ever manifest. I guess as extreme people everything we do is the ultimate or pinnacle of that particular thought, action or emotion. But DAMN!!!!! Of all the black people I know that have children only one has a working relationship with the other parent. Aint that a bitch? And Dig...the other parent isn't black. Now, I know a plethora of niggas involved in "don't fuck with me I won't fuck with you" parenting. And even more that deal with the "what kid?" kind of relationship. The question is...how did we get here?

I would wager a paycheck that the majority of the aformentioned relationships where classic fairytales in their inception. I know mine was. Us against the world type shit. But as time and maturity wear on...so does reality. YOU aint the person for ME. And vice versa. Yet in most instances we travel on. Women looking for that knight in shining armor(or Captain Save A Hoe) and dudes looking for a bitch to save...or a bitch to take care of us. Next thing you know a kid is involved and we looking at each other like "What The Fuck do we Do now?"

In contrast to most blogs I write...I don't have a cute little anectdote or solution to what I have discussed. Just a fair warning. I took the road and drove until the proverbial wheels fell of. Now I'm just a nigga on the side of the road walking...hoping the next gas station is close by. There is no reason to take certain journeys because it seems like you should. No two trips are the same...but every crash is...underdig?

I'm out.