now what the hell is you lookin for. cant a young man get money anymore

i really have no idea why i write this blog. i think i just like that i can say i have my own blog. yeah, thats definitely it.

and it is kind of my outlet. no one reads it so its pretty much an invitation exclusively given to me to just kinda go nuts and lets the words splurge....soooo i indulge. its kind of great.

so what it is yo?

ahhh its cinco de mayo. how sad is it i totally forgot. i mean i didnt forget but its totally irrelevant in this adult world i live in. kinda disheartening aye...at least im drinking a beer though right? suuuuure.

i dont know why i get on here and ramble. i do, actually, have things to talk about that are somewhat significant to my life...right now, i just cant remember what they are................. s i g h.

lets rep some more mase lyrics:

takin it back to 8th grade sean mcdaniel and austin burcham style. girl, i really hope you find a new loverrrr. cause mase cant take no more of you fuckin him and his brothaaaaaaa