What it look like good folk? Its your humble square Steez back and probably better than ever. Before I blast off...I want to take a moment to shout out my Cousin Marcus Burns. Today would have been his 25th birthday. I miss you every day lil cuz...see you when I get there. This blog is dedicated to you. On that note, I'm gonna get right into it...Shall we.
Take a look at the picture above. That is Alexander O'neal. Yes...Mr. If you were hear tonight....Sunshine...the suave looking dark skinned homie from the 80's. Thats what he looks like now. After decades of drug abuse he has basically ruined whatever he had left after his career went belly up. And that is the focus of this entry. Knowing when to fall the fuck back.
Friday will be my last day in family court. Child support has been established. And after 2 very bitter custody hearings, I am deciding to drop my custody suit agains BT. I will also be refusing any court ordered visitations. Bottom line if me and that cunt can't work something out that is fair for both parties AND the kids, then fuck it, nothing will be worked out. I am officially falling back. She will get her child support(which equals her monthly income), and I will be moving on with my life. I still love my kids and I will think of them every day. But this fight was destroying me. As the great chicken peddler Kenny Rogers once said..."you gotta know when to hold em and know when to fold em". I emerged from a 7 year marriage with 100 pounds that I didn't have before...and a blood pressure condition...and a nigga that is prone to have anxiety attacks. So before that OTHER attack comes...I'm bowing out gracefully. I think this is a practice that everyone should consider. When I go to court, or when I saw BT....she looked FUCKED UP. This battle is effecting her as much as it is me. But she don't have shit to lose or shit to look forward to so she has decided to "ride it til the wheels fall of" even to her own detriment. Well, I'm a little smarter than that. I'm young and pretty. I aint fitna lose that over som slovenly do nothin bitch...or even over my beautiful kids. Feel me?
I'm out
P.S. One last shout out to Marcus a.k.a. Big Boy. I love you homie...and also R.I.P to Romel Harris SR.
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