INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

I've grown up and lived in many different states and areas. Born in New Jersey before moving to the Midwest of Oklahoma, and then moved again to the southern part of America in Florida, and once more further into the south of North Carolina. Now a resident of Los Angeles, California, I can honestly say I can't stand the south. My family still lives in North Carolina and I can't even stand going home. The last time I was there my best friend and I walked around the downtown area of Raleigh and it's as if we were in one mind when I said, " You know, I haven't felt like a nigga in a long time, until we got here". He smiled at me and said, "yeah, welcome home to the south". Now I don't know if it's trucks with confederate flags driving down country roads, or white boys in camouflage hunting hats chewing tobacco, but there is this unspoken essence in the air that wreaks of slavery. It's the way you are looked at that is so different. ...

One of my new found loves' is being able to travel to places I've never been. The problem with that is that you fall in love with the places you go to, each in their own individual way. Beyond that, is the chance you fall for the people you meet as well. With the help of social media, it's far too easy to meet people all around the world, thus the dilemma. In this modern day and age, one can only observe life and come to a simple conclusion.......Love Travels. LAX: Hot summers, and cool winters The patio is fine with mine we out for dinner The city of angels, with all the sinners All the chicks is models they frames a little slimmer, Please bring your frames the sun is steady shining Please bring your gun my city forever grinding We riding, going to see my favorite girl Venice She's a little bit hipster, and a little bit of  a menace But I love her though, and you should see her smile when the sun sets She pass me a beer and say "are yo...