Essential The Locker Room's Random Thoughts
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Ima need these celebrity comedians to step it back upI stopped and put on the Dave Chappelle joint about 30 minutes in
As of late, I've laughed harder at Coli posts
SeveroDrgnfli
Ain't nobody tryin to get indicted.
My old bytch hit me yesterday tempting me with drugs and freaky sex. I didn't respond. Got hit by two other girls making me a similar offers. LMAO what the fukk was I doing to these bytches when I was on that shyt? Turning them out apparently. I don't even remember most of that shyt. People don't tell you that part, but when you're high as fukk you don't remember most of what you're doing.
I was off a bottle of red wine, champagne, or whiskey back in those days too. I really thought I was the Wolf Of Wall Street. I was close. I was a young nikka hustling, had multiple spots, multiple bad bytches, infinite amount of high quality drugs, a foreign sports car the color of my favorite champagne, and a custom wardrobe.
LMAO I was so fukking high I was out of my fukking mind. I really thought I was David Ruffin. I was listening to a lot of DR back then.
I was out of fukking control, HAHAHA, I had a lot of fun, but I got into a lot of trouble too. All the debt I have I got because I was being crazy off that shyt. Thing is success, youth, arrogance, money, drugs, and bad bytches turned me out. I could do whatever I wanted when I wanted. I was hiring people to stunt on other people. I hired two personal assistants just to let nikkas know I got it like that. LMAO I had my bytches talk to my PA's before they could speak to me. My momma too, talking to me directly was a priviledge back then.
I hired a driver, I was wilding the fukk out. I figured if I was going to die or get locked up I was going to go hard as fukk.
The current me is very different than the former me. I feel like God gave me the end of my life at the beginning so I'd make it to an old age.
I just be chilling now. I don't need to do anything crazy anymore because I've done it all. LMAO I find myself unable to answer questions about myself because the truth is too much for the squares I'm around now.
I've come a long way and its hella funny to me. Low key I'm the most interested person in the room, when I wasn't I acted like I was, now I try my best to blend in because I don't want any attention. Its weird being the only black man in the room again. I'm around white people pretty much all the time at work.
It sucks that the closer I get to the top of any industry the less black faces I see. For me to be here as I am is revolutionary. Ain't no real nikkas on this level. Bunch of fake ass white boy acting nikkas though. They're the equilvalent of Asian women. They cater to white men.
PS: the amount of other nikka's bytches hitting me on V Day reminds me to trust no bytch. All men should keep their options open because girls always do.
I was off a bottle of red wine, champagne, or whiskey back in those days too. I really thought I was the Wolf Of Wall Street. I was close. I was a young nikka hustling, had multiple spots, multiple bad bytches, infinite amount of high quality drugs, a foreign sports car the color of my favorite champagne, and a custom wardrobe.
LMAO I was so fukking high I was out of my fukking mind. I really thought I was David Ruffin. I was listening to a lot of DR back then.
I was out of fukking control, HAHAHA, I had a lot of fun, but I got into a lot of trouble too. All the debt I have I got because I was being crazy off that shyt. Thing is success, youth, arrogance, money, drugs, and bad bytches turned me out. I could do whatever I wanted when I wanted. I was hiring people to stunt on other people. I hired two personal assistants just to let nikkas know I got it like that. LMAO I had my bytches talk to my PA's before they could speak to me. My momma too, talking to me directly was a priviledge back then.
I hired a driver, I was wilding the fukk out. I figured if I was going to die or get locked up I was going to go hard as fukk.
The current me is very different than the former me. I feel like God gave me the end of my life at the beginning so I'd make it to an old age.
I just be chilling now. I don't need to do anything crazy anymore because I've done it all. LMAO I find myself unable to answer questions about myself because the truth is too much for the squares I'm around now.
I've come a long way and its hella funny to me. Low key I'm the most interested person in the room, when I wasn't I acted like I was, now I try my best to blend in because I don't want any attention. Its weird being the only black man in the room again. I'm around white people pretty much all the time at work.
It sucks that the closer I get to the top of any industry the less black faces I see. For me to be here as I am is revolutionary. Ain't no real nikkas on this level. Bunch of fake ass white boy acting nikkas though. They're the equilvalent of Asian women. They cater to white men.
PS: the amount of other nikka's bytches hitting me on V Day reminds me to trust no bytch. All men should keep their options open because girls always do.
fukk valentine's day. Nothing more annoying than hearing or knowing other people talking about going out with their significant others and me being alone another night all stuck hugging my lonely heart, pretending to not give a fukk when I actually do. I'm too comfortable with my loneliness because I've been forced to be for so long that I'm angry about it
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Ol’Otis
The Picasso of the Ghetto
Hijo de luna
Superstar
get him beat up blood
the south central coming out of me
Let me throw on some Isley Brothers and bring you on down a notch
Tenchi Ryu
Ashtray B!tch
Copped for 20, wanted a blue one to match my green one
Also a reminder of the red one I just copped
If this date goes well tomorrow then DR maybe out of the market once more. 
#BounceBack
#BounceBack
I love Latina women
Veteran
I love Latina women
Veteran
I love Latina women
Veteran
Sons of Funk could sing. That 1:24 mark. That Earth, Wind and Fire interpolation.