I had a great dinner. Make that a great dinner. The only thing that could have made that the best dinner would have been ifit were unlimited lobster and drinks. The ghetto is never lucky twice you feel me. But as hard times come and go and when you are broke or doing bad, those are the best times in life. When you are just turning legal and on a beach somewhere and sipping a good drink on a good beach you think that life can't get better.
Well the above was my life on my 21st birthday. Now that I approach my 24th Born Day, its good to look back and say damn a nigga had it. Because 22 was done in the back of a car with a 40. 23 was a little better in a club far from the hood with some ok friends with a lot of time in my pants if you know what I mean. And as I get closer to 24 I look back at the time leading up to the 23. Well a month later I got popped for some shit that I was guilty of and had good and bad luck and was lucky to get probation. In that time lost a lot a baby. A girl. A few friends. Some money. A grandmother. And my freedom for a day and a half again. This time I knew I was going down. But once again money and family and friends helped me prevail. When I and my lawyer we're willing to take a pause on the charge. But I knew that said I outsmart people who job it was to think. Well maybe he did it or not. But just cause I'm a black dude from Baltimore and she is a white chick from New Jersey and he is a business owner from Federal Hill what makes my statements worst than what it is they said. So I keep going!!
