jf baby.

NEW SONG!

go here to listen.

I'm starting a new blogspot. Now to take the place of this, I'll still have this one. The new one will be for my poems and pictures and all that extracurricular stuff. But yeah, it's here.

But yo...check this:
WE'RE ALL THE SAME.
If you're reading this, you're probably like me. You know...what my generation, or simply the niche I've found myself in: the fresh group of writers. The ones who collect shoes, write poems, quote our favorite hip-hop artists incessantly, spend too much time on instant messengers, gather pictures of shoes and musical artists.
Just thinking...

I started writing a new song today. I wrote it on paper. It's been a long time since I wrote something on paper, but it feels kinda...natural. I kinda like it. I've been writing on the computer for as long as I remember but something about writing on paper seems so...nostalgic lol. If any of you know the song "Paid In Full" by Eric B. & Rakim...that's what I'm writing to. It's one of my favorite tracks. It's actually just a verse, but the construction of it is so raw. I love it. I'm trying to get mine to kind of follow the blueprint of Rakim's.

I've been thinking about that girl that I like. Or lik(ed). And all of the...baggage. And other stuff. And how it's crazy. And no one knows who I'm talking about lol. But yeah, it's too bad I like her so much on so many levels, and then on some other levels I'm like "ugh...this girl isn't worth it." In all actuality, she is worth it, and at some point in time, I'm going to feel like..."wow. this girl is it." But for now, I don't want to feel that way. Like...I'm so young right? And I don't want to be tied down right? And I feel this girl...is one of those girls who has potential to be THE ONE. So by my weird thinking, I don't want to talk to her until I'm ready to be THE ONE.
Make sense? Eh.

Playing this Jay-Z. Hella fly. People should stop hating.

I'm mad I went on cam today. I hate going on cam sometimes...don't ask why. Then other times I like it. I hate that I laugh all the time. lmao. So when I type "lol" or "lmao!" realize that I actually am doing those things.

Oh, and look at this:

don't hate. lmao.

Jay-Z - Beach Chair.m4a



Too busy letting my voice vibrate
Carving out my space
In this world of fly girls
Cutthroats & diamond cut ropes I twirls
Benzs round corners
Where the sun don't shine
I let the wheels give a glimpse
Of hope of one's grind
Some said HOV, how you get so fly
I said from not being afraid to fall out the sky