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Who would you forget if you made it?

We all have people around us who believe in us. Some of us don't know who those people are, and for others those people are very present. Sometimes we imagine that we have nobody in our corner, perhaps for motivation.

In my case, I believe I have a few believers. A couple of people who genuinely believe that I have the talent to make my dreams come true. How many of them? I could count on both hands, probably even just one. Including ME. I do remember once though, where Drey said if I did something a little better he could see me making it. And I remember Vanessa writing something in my comments that made me smile. And of course tan-ugh wants me to make it ... but that's just so she can be my personal chef.

On the other end of the spectrum though are people who could give a flying shit about me. Or my career, or lack of. I don't necessarily blame them, but its kind of funny. When I was offered my first deal (which sucked) a few of my friends were like, "so you're gonna be paid right?! oh shit, then you could ..." ...Could walk right away from your ass.

Damn, I'm cold. Or maybe not.

No man owes me anything, and I would never beg for anything from anyone. Thing is, I know plenty of people with the connections to get me THIS much closer to where I want to be. It'd be so easy. But they overlook me. Don't mention me. Don't ask how my music is doing. Just don't give a fuck yehknow?

So when I get big, do I really owe them anything? Do I need to give back to them just because we were "homies"? Fuck nah. Kanye put on everyone from Chicago, and really ... I have every intention of doing that with the people I know. Except, some of them don't deserve it. And the day I take shit from someone and turn it into diamonds for them to wear ... well, that day just isn't coming.

So like Consequence said, "Don't Forget Em". But if you listen to 'Ye's verse ... that's exactly how I feel.

So yeahhhh, I saw her (below) in S.I. awhile ago, and recently saw her on Kanye's blog. THIS ... is the perfect example of my "dream" girl.