Skateboardin’ Bastard

YOOOOO!

YOOOOOOO!

Skateboard bastard

Call me the master

Spittin hot flames a day

Grill master cookin cakes

Still on top of yo head like a Toupé

Making suckas fall back like soldiers getting bombed away

(Intermission)

“*Coff Coff*, Don’t be asking no questions, we ain’t signing no autographs! If it ain’t about ADS SQUAD THEN FUCK IT!”

Look inside my parking garage and see a collage of all these niggas tryna steal my chick but now there just a mirage

Took a couple steps and made plans for stealing some time

When I leave the crib people stare at me like I’m a lie

Pulling them triggers like its Doomsday

Shoot one, end his life then smoke a blunt, touche

And don’t forget on what I’m tryna do…… I got that marijuana too

Aye don’t try to play me for some kinda fool

I’m kinda the reminder of why Newburg ain’t kinda cool

My world, his City, Obama can’t even take his rule

House’s we invading, we hit the fridge and now we FULL!

Hope that you can get it cus niggas in it to win it

But I’m different from them fools cus skating and to them its not cool

Milly Mill, Too hot, Don’t touch fo’ you get burnt I’ll holla HA!

Burnt Out

Well the other day my house was on fire and I had to retrieve 5 items that  I would take. In the process of thinking about what I would have taken with me there was nothing that I would have gotten. Therefore there is nothing that I chose. But being that this is a different prompt I may as well choose some of my valuable items that I would get if it were really up to god to keep me alive in the process of doing so. 

Things that I wish that I could have taken from the house fire would be all of my drawings. I have an ample amount of drawings that I have stored in a drawer. A lot of those drawings have meaning to them and were drawn for a reason so each one of them are very special to me and would be devastating if they were lost in a house fire.

Something else that I would grab from the fire is a pipe that my dad and his friend found when they were younger. It really doesn’t have meaning to me but its kind of like a gift from the past and it has a story behind it of how they acquired the pipe. Its a really nice pipe made of metal and wood. They was smoking weed from it. haha!

My last and very LAST thing that I wish I would have wanted to save is this plastic yellow bird that I got when I was in elementary school. I’m not too sure on how I got it but I do remember that I was in Head Start when it was given to me by a teacher? You might ask your self whats so special about the bird, well it was made to balance in its beak. So you can put the bird in the edged of a table or on top of a short people that is flat on top and it will balance. Its really cool and have it balancing on the corner of my computer tower right now. 

Those are all the things I would have wished I saved in the house fire. But like I said the other day that If there is a fire than it was just meant to be because everything in life happens for a reason.

House on Fire

If my house was really on fire and my family was safe there really wouldn’t be anything for me to retrieve from the burning flames. I mean I could go in and take my only precious valuable that I’ve had since the age of 4, and that’s  just a stuffed animal that I’ve kept over the years. Anything else would just have to go.

I mean for example, Jeff Hardy from WWE, his house caught on fire and he lost everything that he had and has had to start all over again. If your house catches on fire, then it must have been meant to be because once there is flames all over then its practically over. Now I can see if I was in the house which is what this prompt is referring too than I would just be like screw it and save myself because trying to save an item would make me materialistic.

Where I’m trying to get to now is that if you were to try and save 5 items from a house fire than you are a complete idiot for the simple fact that you have to hold all of that stuff and try to dodge falling embers and flames while trying to save your self and 5 man made items.

So what advice would I give you? Don’t be materialistic.

Illuminate

Forever getting pushed aside

I Never knew why

But when I get back take the mac squeezed back and laid suckas on they side

No lie, confident, maybe conceited with the thoughts of me dying inside

Getting this together, good or bad weather, still I’m keeping it fly

If you wanna do or die, end up on the ride, to the yard, grave yard you will lye

Despicable thoughts, feeling I fought, taking down Goliath and the big Hulk

So raw, no red meat just flesh to fresh air that’ll make it thaw

In my head I draw, making these words go together like puzzle pieces, theres like 100 dawg

But it really doesn’t matter, I’m keeping things tight like leather on a braud who got 5 dogs

Taking them for a walk, stuck up white folk, in the hood where they hire people to cut the lawn

I‘ve witnessed it all, never like this do I get upset about dumb shit

But I gotta give it to ya straight, taken them curves like the gays mybad but ayeee

That’s their prerogative, go ahead let them do what they do

If you live in my world, people will die even if they jackin for some food

Yessir I’m crazy, but it don’t matter call myself a fuckin genius

I‘m not sorry that I curse, what can be worse, a nigga pull triggers sending people to a plot in a hearse?!

We can take it right there, buts its unfair, I’m gonna stop now before feelings get hurt!

– Milly

Astray

I’m trying to find the light but all the shades is down and sh**

My thoughts are on fire but my mind is just a ship.

Floating out in sea and drifts away when wind hits

Countless lives lost for god forsaken crippling bits

I’m confused on situations that require money and trust

But lust for even more that has my head pounding and all that stuff

Crying to my self just so I can see it wash it away

Its stays like a storm pouring down tons of rain

I wish I can be better but there’s nothing left to give

If I slit my wrist then friends will pop bottles, pour and piss

Tough enough for small endeavors, weak just to fall astray

Can’t hold on tight cus the tears of pain have soaked my hands with shame

My dark thoughts shadow down the beams of warm light, I’ve never seen God but I hope that God is nice

I’ll never say him or her or prefer God as an it, beliefs in mythical practice have made people jump ship

The large waves of death come and take over all, as humans fall we seek answers to life and all

On the inside Looking out

As I look out the window and survey my street I see the memories I made growing up as a child in Newburg. The block, Aral Drive, holds hundreds, if not thousands of memories that I created with friends that come and go. Its like a movie going on that only I can see. My friends and I throwing paper airplanes, playing hide and go seek, the police arresting a bunch of thugs and, the most vivid one I can remember, the scene where a girl was ran over and killed on the corner of Aral and Lagoona. I remember it all…

When I look out the window my memories come to life. To the ordinary eye you will see the small brick houses and the cracked roads and along with everything the little kids who roam the streets causing trouble. Through my eyes I can see the my gang causing havoc to the neighbors by hopping fences and ringing doorbells, running before someone opens the door.

Unlike any other ghetto neighborhood its not run down and looks fairly nice with the blooming flowers and big trees that look very beautiful during the summer time. Right now during winter my neighborhood looks cold and gloomy, but brings back good memories that I made during the winter with good friends I had as a kid. As life is, things come and go and nothing last forever and now here I am on the Inside Looking Out.

Ode to Love Park

Every since I started skateboarding you have been the dream location I have wished to skate. My role models, Stevie Williams and Josh Kalis landed the most spectacular tricks and threw down the greatest lines that I can still envision till this day. When the city of Philadelphia officially banned skaters from skating you I was saddened and my dreams of going to Philly were crushed.

Your multiple ledges, smooth and black were mesmerizing and beautiful. LOVE hosted dozens who were content merely to skate you. Just the scene was enough for me to hop out of my seat and travel there so I can be apart of the big city and the lights that surrounded you. There really isn’t much for me to say, but in times of death people go astray, but the ones who stayed to fight for your stay still have the great memories of skating you everyday.

RIP Love Park