i AM mad about a lot of things, me telling future to tell beyoncé to create the beyoncé visual album and getting no credit nor reciprocation ranking pretty high on that list.
when i had the ‘beyoncé’ idea in mississippi i definitely passed along the message that i felt it was time for beyoncé to elevate herself as an artist, as she wasn’t already beyoncé. i admit, i was in the club and i wanted to hear mi beyy ringing on some crunk shit but, more than that i wanted grown and sexy, i wanted consciousness, i wanted love.
i saw a nation of black youth being executed in the streets of america innocently. i saw injustices being done to black people for no reason. i saw communities being torn apart, and little girls being kidnapped and stolen from their families. i lost a cousin, shereilda terry, to this ghetto boogeyman and i was glad to have a tools like future and beyoncé to voice mi opinion on it as hesistant as she may have initially been.
the truth is i gave an idea for three cds, the video disc being a moment of genius that she was unwanting to take. i wanted in that moment to hear her in the club but, i felt commentary on the trayvon martin’s, amanda berry’s, and shereilda terry’s, was more important to our culture. this was a topic only beyoncé could tackle. the cd came out as a surprise around an important date to me in december twenty.thirteen, videos equipped.
she walked up to me and said ‘can i cashew out??/’
i snickered butt uhhhhhh how many times have you dreamt of getting your fingers on a hundred grand??/
i’d trade you kisses for a payday any day, don’t play.
i’ve been known to klown dikes but she could tell i was almond.
hershey’s chocolate get that cream whipped.
it only take five to get that ting dipped.
c’mon twixxx and shout.
shake it up baby.
shake it up.
strawberry. chocolate. vanilla…
the things i would do to watch you to hit a split on mi banana.
break you off and watch you slurp down mi fanta.
cherry garcia mi watchamacallit.
pull and peel mi licorice…
i know you’ve never felt a bliss like this.
told her i like mi women like i like mi money: swiss.
excuse me for rambling…. wat was you saying again??/
you said you wanted some chocolate..
iight hunnie, allow me to bee your mr. goodbar.
the weekend has cum where everyone celebrates their favorite war holiday, the turkeys are stuffed, so are the kids. the friday is black and the monday is cyber… there is irony in here somewhere.
i stood back while the question was asked what do black lives want in this #blm situation.. &&- i find it funny that a group of people with a president in the white house does not know who to look to when ‘they’ asked us to take them to our leader. it’s easy to say we want black people to stop dying in the streets butt uhhhhhh… there has to bee more for each of us to truly be satisfied.
while i commend past leaders of the civil rights movement like rev. al sharpton for sticking with us and, having the courage to walk onto a notoriously slanderous news broadcast daily president barack obama is officially a joke. fuck whatever farrakhan talking about too. we must seriously consider our leaders in times like these and that is why i nominate myself to the platform. we don’t gotta wait til twenty.twenty i know what i want for you now.
i] i want white people to go back to africa, or at least move to the middle east..