Defining moments have happened in the year of 28 and as I slowly approach 29 let me tell y’all. A bitch is exactly where she said she would be. I still fight most days with imposter syndrome, letting everything that doesn’t pan out like I want to fuck with my mental. I am currently in round two or three with, but for most of my life I’ve been running away from things that don’t yield microwave results of success, not understanding the importance of hard work. Drooling over other success like a baby teething and having a tantrum like a toddle and asking myself and God daily “why isn’t it me Jesus?! But shit it’s all in me like a hot summer day on the card game table and ya parents blasting that Whitney Houston joint. I forgot, but when my Alzheimer began to fade and Jeyzuz started to reappear and thats the selfish, selfless, cold driven, big ego and shit to back it up with me that had made its entrance in early on when I was considered “gifted” not really I think I was smart black girl who did more then enough to prove I was smart.
See not bitch you are gifted. I am now manifesting selfishly and putting myself out there to be heard and seen outside the classroom. I am giving these words out like hot mixtapes in the back of the trunk of someones grand marquis. I am slanging my creativity and positive words daily like battle raps, but I am more than that cause no one tells you that when you want success that you have to think insanely about yourself. Kanye effect. That you have to be grounded in a little big arrogance. Kanye.
That those around you don’t understand your ability to change like a chameleon for the cash, but excelling. I am in the college drop phase of my life, just cooking up some hot shit. Trying to sell my thoughts and words like crack in the 80’s and the fake war on drugs. & even when I transition to DONDA or Jesus is king let it because the work is done. The manifesting have come to fruition and I am wear rags like cost as the gas prices. Its feeling like me season, its feeling the good life and slow jams season. The season of my dreams going platinum and me taking those around me to produce these vibrations for them as well. As a mother, friend, love and more.
Tap into your Kanye effect. Let you become so selfish with your dreams black woman. When you become selfish like Kanye you plant seeds for others. That even in your tunnel vision you are sowing for others to DARE TO BE ALL OF WHO THEY WANT TO BE BECAUSE YOU MADE THE DREAM TANGIBLE. Don’t park your shit, but hold it out for the people to see even when they dont listen. Shop your mixtape, healing, love, laughter, achievement to the record lables of life, because the mic is hot and we just need your 16 bars to inspire because everything a black woman touches is gold anyway like Midas.