I shouldn't even be writing this blog post.
I want as much mystery as possible.
This way, when I bear my soul, no one can say A DAMN thing.
But after much ado about my loyalty "from here on out", I decided to finally do it.
I am a Hermit, y'all.
A rarity to be seen.
A moment to be with.
Love is always the motive.
I just need to learn my own ways before I whore myself out to the public eye.
Again.
There was nothing wrong with how I was carrying myself before my 2nd deal. I was just a warrior, in war mode. I became "too rough around the edges" (in my opinion; check my 2016 music on YouTube). The second chance was to High Society. They deemed me intelligent enough to work with, too talented to deny and too marketable to ignore (read: handsome).
But yes.
Hermit = Monk
Expect to hear less from me.
Is basically what I'm saying.
I'll blog, sure...
#beseated