See... me, I'm a realist and I've came to the conclusion finally that this society will never have a place for a normal happy healthy black man or woman that don't want to be A. a c00n for people's entertainment or B. not wanting to submit to authority.
In America those are you're 2 options too be happy here. See I can understand why u have bootlickers and hoodrats. Its easy, its free, its safe... its comfortable.
I always think to myself why don't more black people want to own a business/be bosses and compete like every other racial group? Its Because its scary, its hard, its lonely, traumatizing....who the hell want that? Its the recipe for mental destruction.
I get it now, I'm not even angry not more, I accept it. Now I understand why nikkas get tattoos on their face ,smoke weed and drink cough syrup all day without caring about responsibility. Its not because they're inherently lazy, Its because they're the smart ones. They figured the game out and opted not to play. They decided to use drugs and to totally ignore reality as their way out. Why go through this hell mentally if you can just avoid it all together. It makes sense now....I don't judge guys that live that life no more...
I get why u have black people that go to work and get belittled even after being the model minority stay at those jobs and try to fit in. U have blacks at the job that get shytted like shyt. They have to work 5 times harder just to get to get in. They have to put up with the racist jokes, extra work, fake smiles, fake friends just to have an stable income....I get it now, I don't judge them anymore. They accepted that they don't want the burden of being of having to deal with the loneliness and mental trauma that's comes with being an renegade.
See Freedom comes with a heavy price, It's not romantic as people think. Like everything in life theres a balance. The yin and the yang, even if u can make your own money....you're still alone. If u have pride, speak up for self, work hard, educated, don't dance and jig for crowds, don't fake smile, want to be an owner...you have no place in this society...you're an ghost...an lost soul in a flesh shell
I wish sometimes... I was just an nikka sitting on his aunty coach all day smoking weed and playing madden...and sadly that's not a punchline for a joke, that's a true statement, I think I would be a happy person
PS i know I said i was done, I am for the most part, but ill still comeback here and there....but i have to speak every once in a while...its free therapy
In America those are you're 2 options too be happy here. See I can understand why u have bootlickers and hoodrats. Its easy, its free, its safe... its comfortable.
I always think to myself why don't more black people want to own a business/be bosses and compete like every other racial group? Its Because its scary, its hard, its lonely, traumatizing....who the hell want that? Its the recipe for mental destruction.
I get it now, I'm not even angry not more, I accept it. Now I understand why nikkas get tattoos on their face ,smoke weed and drink cough syrup all day without caring about responsibility. Its not because they're inherently lazy, Its because they're the smart ones. They figured the game out and opted not to play. They decided to use drugs and to totally ignore reality as their way out. Why go through this hell mentally if you can just avoid it all together. It makes sense now....I don't judge guys that live that life no more...
I get why u have black people that go to work and get belittled even after being the model minority stay at those jobs and try to fit in. U have blacks at the job that get shytted like shyt. They have to work 5 times harder just to get to get in. They have to put up with the racist jokes, extra work, fake smiles, fake friends just to have an stable income....I get it now, I don't judge them anymore. They accepted that they don't want the burden of being of having to deal with the loneliness and mental trauma that's comes with being an renegade.
See Freedom comes with a heavy price, It's not romantic as people think. Like everything in life theres a balance. The yin and the yang, even if u can make your own money....you're still alone. If u have pride, speak up for self, work hard, educated, don't dance and jig for crowds, don't fake smile, want to be an owner...you have no place in this society...you're an ghost...an lost soul in a flesh shell
I wish sometimes... I was just an nikka sitting on his aunty coach all day smoking weed and playing madden...and sadly that's not a punchline for a joke, that's a true statement, I think I would be a happy person
PS i know I said i was done, I am for the most part, but ill still comeback here and there....but i have to speak every once in a while...its free therapy
....I thought you left??....
