F.0.E.

I leave to LAX on Wednesday, May 27th and come back on June 1st. I am really excited to go back to SoCal like you don't even know. I'm really looking forward to seeing my family and super juiced mayuuun! I'm leaving here on a bad note, but hey if everyone wants to team up against me than so be it. It's not like I ever cared. My sister wanna feed some bullshit to my mom, and it's just hella funny how everyone can talk soooo much shit about my folks, but once I say Ima bring them to the house so we can all get this situated it's a no-go. Mayuuuun it's what ever to me. And as much as I want people to stay out of our business, you gonn do some stupid ass shit and broadcast the shit all over myspace like wtf?! For reals? It ain't no lie when they said MySpace is drama because it sho in the fuck is. I just want my dad. I think that's all the solution to these problems. My dad is the number one person I know for a fact that understands me unlike others. And I know for a fact he would not take sides. He would tell me straight up what I need to fix in life. A man who doesn't judge not one person in this world who gave his heart to make sure the next person was happy and satisfied. As much as he had something against someone he would drop it the next day, not even like the next 5 minutes. He was one who never asked for shit in life and gave his all to all his friends and family. When he was in desperate need to make sure his family was okay financially he would turn to his friend and ask for their help and in return my dad would pay them back. And with everything my dad has done for his friends and family he treated them no different from anyone else and he reminds me so much of MYSELF. I think that's why I am the way I am right now. I just need my dad back. My best friend, my heart. I go out never come home only because there is no one to come home to, sleep in because there is no one to wake up to. If my dad was home it would of been a different story! I would be more happier and excited if he was here with me. But he's not so people gonn have to deal with me. Take it or leave it. No one knows me not even my mom, none of my siblings they think they know me but for reals they don't. With my dad it's different because he UNDERSTANDS with no questions asked, he told me himself what's understood does not have to be explained. Man I just feel like my heart is missing it's piece and it's him. Right about now I'm thinking about moving to Samoa to be with him. It's just bullshit out here. I'm not mad or anythang I'm just hurt. Just hurt to know that the closest ones to me felt a certain way for soooo long and it had to take alcohol to bring it out. F.0.E. has always been my shit I brang that shit into the game for as long as I can remember and all of a sudden people wanna rep my shit like they was beeeeeen on it and wanna flip the script on me. Like for reals I just really want my dad home. Like there is nothing for me if I keep living here, I either wanna go back to LA or with my dad. I'm happier either way but for some reason when I finally come to do something for myself ain't no one trynna have it. Mayuuuun whatevs! Deuce Dozuhs!