Justice & Lucky from the Poetic Justice days. I’d have the same facial expression if I were standing hips-to-hips with Penny. Read the rest of this entry »

Outside of checking the dresser to find out you’re out of boxers, there’s nothing more difficult in the morning than hearing the alarm clock go off. Such a belief leads me to my next statement. If sleep is indeed the cousin of death, waking up before you’re ready is its sister. That’s why certain vices are needed to put the wheels in motion and get the day started on the good foot. Read the rest of this entry »

“Bam, set my plan in mo’, Time to exterminate my foes, I can’t stand you hoes.”

Remember right after Pac died and the streets got flooded with a sh*t-ton of Makaveli mixtapes? Read the rest of this entry »