who am I...not a motherless child
but a chid of a drug addict
tongue gymnasatic ill sptter the dun jurassic
who am i....flask sipper...the go getter
that father figure my son born healthy delivered
still sarcastic raised Cali the bastid
new york born heart and soul for them ass Knicks
a tru believer in karma an organ doner
you get what you give 15 times stronger
abandoned the trees for greener grasses
startin this healthy tip to see my son smash it
i cant explain it...who am I
a dead eye....still confused about visual issues
cant decide which road im takin
misdirection run and slam hands on the pavement
am i usin this shorty
on some bernie mac "ohhh loooordy"
12 years from forty
that shits scary
still not prepared
paper makes it barely
check to check
respect respect
get grown quickly digest the stress
mistakes made and learned
still have a few that need patience burned
ima ace returned to the deck
one of many cards pulled now trace them steps

"dude, the only thing i fear is your hair cut.. what is that a mop glued to your head? come on man... style up."-Bartek

all across ya forhead and cheek bones...i break facials and reconstruct beauty to ugly...im an artist mang...Lincoln Picasso Van Gogh