To Grow Before its Too Late

      January 2016 was the beginning of change for me. I am 26 years old and still finding my way. I left a dead end job about a week ago and to say the least this process is not easy. Truth is I don't want a job. I don't want to work in a warehouse setting (which always have immediate openings) with long hours and a random point system. I don't want to commit to a "slave mentality, working for the white man" agenda. I don't want to become so reliant upon government assistance that a food stamp decrease for the month fucks up my mood, causes me to second guess the information I submitted, etcetera, etcetera.
    Have you ever purchased food with a snap card? Oh the humility! Imagine walking into a Whole Foods Store, Fresh Thyme Market or a Market Fresh for groceries. After you've realized the food is way better in terms of quality and spending next to Wal-Mart or a Krogers, you push your shit to check out just to whip out an EBT card?? Mind you, some locations DON'T EVEN ACCEPT IT, how will you feel with Mary Ann standing in line behind you and Rebecca at the register giving you the "wtf is that for a payment" face? I digress. Sure, who cares right? Am I giving them a reason to criticize me or should I be proud of a statistic that says something about white people being more dependent on food stamps than black people? Anyway, I have certainly taken a left turn. Maybe that should be the title of this one; "Be Aware of the Side Tracks." Lol. I actually like that.
     The purpose of this ... expose` of writing is to really pinpoint where I fucked up in life. There are many moments of expertise and precision where I built toward goals and created lasting relationships among people. I've had jobs that I didn't think would inspire growth at all that turned around to be the catalyst for some of my success. My pops always told me, "there has to be a balance between life and death, and good and evil because that is all that is out here."
    This is the beginning of finally turning over a new leaf: Memoirs of a Lyricist. My best friend and I are on a mission. He is my support, my backbone and the inspiration for what is to come. Stay tuned.