A little bit of everything, colored my own way. |
30DBC PROMPT: "My neighbor has a bumper sticker that reads: 'Remember Who You Wanted To Be'. On the first day, (today) write about how you saw your life turning out from the perspective of your younger self. Where were you going to live? What job were you going to have? Etc. On the second day, (tomorrow) write about how your life actually ended up turning out from the perspective of your older self. (Feel free to project into the future.) Did you grow up to be who you always wanted to be as a child?" 'Sup y'all? I'm cheating. I'm posting song lyrics and a video that aren't mine using a song that I like to illustrate today's "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" prompt as well as the "Blogging Circle of Friends " ' prompt as well. BCF PROMPT: "List all of the things you wanted to be when you grew up." I can name that tune in one note, folks. To All My Friends Yeah, I saw the sign in the window, for the job Yeah I got a high school education, but that's all Skills? You wanna know if I got some skills? Yeah I got some skills This goes out to all my friends What you gonna be when you grown up? I'm all grown up and still don't know what I mop throw up, I rock a tow-truck Long as it means that I can get old and post up I used to be a typical winner Living off the gratuity from delivering your dinner Cause as a kid, I didn't consider that I would get the opportunity to be a full-time spitter I love this occupation I got bosses across the nation Validation is an understatement and I don't really know how to take a vacation My kind don't have any free time I'm so distracted, but everything's fine I speak shine and I read signs Appreciate your opinion but this dream's mine It's all love, we're cool But you don't tell a cowboy what to do I was the ugly kid that didn't listen Little big man full of ambition Based on imagination, just like you Daydreaming, thinking bout the things I might do I used to paint, draw and illustrate Mom would facilitate and it would feel okay Seems like yesterday still plays a part When I grow up, I wanted a job making art Picture that, how many years old? Young enough to mix up love with career goals But I was just this tall when they told me that the world was mine, but the papers weren't signed There's no deed, so proceed to go seed up the whole piece like it owes me groceries Don't breathe until you formally know me Won't leave? Better call authorities It's all love, we're cool But you tell an astronaut what to do The turntables stole my heart Burnt the paintbrush, broke it apart I miss it, I might revisit But I wasn't that good, I admit it, maybe you can't tell But as a kid, I wanted to be Melle Mel And later as a teenager I wanted to be LL Then I discovered weed and I wanted to be Del But thank God eventually I found myself It's funny when I bump into fools I used to go to school with, and they ask what I'm doing Half of the time I want to crack a lie But fuck it, I'm still a wannabe rapper guy Hahaha, yeah I guess that it seems that way I get to see the world, and it's decent pay As long as somebody want to see us play I wake up every morning and I seize the day It's all love, we're cool But you don't tell the president what to do It's like that y'all, it's like this y'all I don't get to call in sick y'all VITAL STATS: Screw that...I've got bosses around the world. I'm gonna bang out a serious entry tomorrow. I've never felt comfortable with the "serial experience", so that's as good as it gets coming from me. Peace, tip your bartenders and DJ's, and GOODNIGHT NOW!! |