I have a notorious history of talking about my random escapades with women. My thing was, I was actually doing what you hear rappers talking about, in monogamous relationships with beautiful women from any of the 5 boroughs. And because the premise was it was between me and them, they didn’t really mind.
A few things came to mind to stop that type of thinking.
One of which is named Tomorrow.
I can see niggas like YoungBoy licking their chops at the thought of me having a daughter. I spoiled her from the sack… which means someone or something can come from behind with the sneak attack! lol spoken like a true crackhead, I know.
The other reason, just as valid… I can’t be wasting my seed like that. I need to be able to recall my memories, as that’s where my musicianship is stored. Your right ball is where your memory/identity is stored. Your left ball ain’t going anywhere, but you really can’t get nowhere with it. I guess out of depression I started bussin out my rightey. Shit, I almost lost it doing something gay (the consequence of such).
God provided me an escape and forgave me, so I can never betray He. He’s working with me, as far as being Goth. If I could bring you to the light, THROUGH THE DARKNESS, mission complete.
“Fuck with your boy. (Yeah!)” (Juelz)
~Jr.~
