Father's Day
Integrity, Respect, & Honor.
Fuck everything else. I got my morals, values, and principles. I know where I came from. I know what I'm worth. This game cannot break me. They lame as fuck for ever trying to. I'm not perfect. I'm not around either. It's ironic how much of a responsibility it is just to be who I am, but I accept it willingly. Fuck their game. Where I come from, respect is earned, not given. These fools out here pay for respect. Fuck the Truman Show. I been real since I was born. I'ma be real until I'm killed.
It's strange that they would want me because of what I'm capable of, but they do not respect where I got this from. They did not train me or raise me. They just found me like this. They only want to use me, but they're fools with no respect. I do not respect them either. I know where I came from. I never forget who I am. It's not about the money. My love is real.
They say they have love because they supposedly took care of me. That's not real love. A slaveowner can take care of their slaves, but that does not mean they love them. It is what it is. I am what I am. Whether they hate me or love me, I have been real from the beginning, and I will be real regardless. It's all love. Looking up. Happy Fathers Day. Looking down, I wish I could be there too, but I have to figure this out. I wish I could be around but I have to take care of this. It is what it is. I tried to make sure things were in good hands, and did what I could before I left. I think about the many reasons a soldier would leave their home to go fight a war, and how many of them never make it back, but there are no regrets. As men, sometimes we have no choice. We must do what we have to do. It's all love.