The glorification of street culture to me is a complete joke. The streets are not somewhere you go when you want love. The streets are somewhere you go when you have no other options. When all other avenues and pathways have been exhausted. Trap life is not something to be sought it is not something to stagnate in. If you come into this game with no endgame — without starting with the end in sight — you will be eaten alive.
I see people lost in this game. Caught up in the bright lights. The truth is there is a half life to everything. My truth can be different from another mans. For sure. But from what I have seen and what I know no man comes out of the trap unscathed. You can be a creature of the night but the darkness will taint even the purest of souls. I believe this because it is what I have seen.
It is not for me to tell anyone how to live. It is not for me to act like I am above even the meekest deagle runner. Up today, down tomorrow. My boy Bones moved to Africa. He said he was tired of all the bs. Trap life is stress. To live the life of a true hustler is to live a life of solitude. My boy Bones told me cats with 5 dollars today want to act like they had five dollars yesterday. A lot of new money.
The endgame of a hustler should not be that of the hustle. I dont think you should seek to be a big mon. I think you should seek to get in and out as quickly and quietly as possible. There has to be more to life than making enough to get a pack of smokes and some juice. Couple molly and a fitted. I wish I could offer something more than words. Something more tangible.
The hopelessness of the streets can be stifling. The loneliness defining. I am not sure what is cool about street life. I think it is a lie. I do not believe that people are as dumb as they claim. I think it is a cop out. I would much rather be reading with a cup of tea in a Starbucks then out on the block with the man dems trapping. It is not for me to say what is right for me is right for another man but I do question the sanity of any person who seeks a life rank with misfortune. Read a book.
I need beats. I am willing to work with anyone and everyone. If you want to build something please link me. I want to make something that will stand the test of time and that is real to myself and my people. Peace to everyone creating and trying to get themselves out of situations through positive means. email@example.com LINK ME!!! Lets build. Im not a fasty cat. Go mode!!
Anyone can get it inWhen the sun is high
Weather is fair
The breeze is comforting
You cant not heat the block
Fiends are everywhere
Plenty of food for everyone
But when the ice sheet hits
And the sun rays dont penetrate dense clouds filled with sleet
What happens to the nips?
A true trapper
Knows how to move worx
On and off the strip
It is out here to get
But you have to be out here
And you have to have it bagged up
And you have to have it
Zen w. the worx I just let them go
In a blizzard I could slang snow
Trap Trap Trapo
My yuut what need does he have for that
Just another fatherless duke
Lost in the darkness
If they gave scholarships
For that water whip
He would be a rogue scholar
As opposed to a work copper
Couldnt afford highschool
Momma Dukes had pure yutz
In order to get food
Nigras on the blox like need foodz
Ten for the point one
Twenty for the point two