I kept my eyes low, due to the things i do on my own time. Late nights are a problem, and weed is more of a path to solve them. Two steps in a doorway filled with haters, but i keep my words to myself, ignoring the many layers of constant haters, First time i slipped, i got up, dusted off the jeans. Only to Get back knocked down by the feinds. So you want to be a superstar, lace with fame? I simply answered back "My niga you wouldnt the same". No more conforming with others , im more of a loner, stoner, boner, and a goner in a couple years. To the nigaz i roll with understand that this is our season. Death To Us All, Before any type of Treason. To My Rush Boyz, To My F.O.C.U.S , To the lovely ladies that are always behind me....I shall keep my head high, stay strong, and never clone....But You Will Remeber The Question When They Ask "Y.Rome" ?
Anddd uhhh thiss is my first Post!...Forever more- Y.Rome out
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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