The inevitable change

It’s been many years since I felt the need to drive slow down Richards Street “five miles mph so everybody see me” “in Bun B voice” bumping “lay it down” with a 40 in my hand but what’s weird is that I never actually remember the change There was no drastic, drama filled, movie worthy event that made this happen. It wasn't at all like “Menace to Society” no shoot out, no epic “Brave heart Battle “just an man growing up. Here is the humor in the story my old man used to try to explain his Gangsterness to me in late 80’s and I would just shake my head “this old N**** wants me to believe he was Kenyatta out of a Donald Goines book or something” “I still crack a smile at this” but in his mind maybe he was, maybe in the minds of his friends and in the mind of his wife he was the Buffalo Soldiers, Bumpy Johnson and the Mack all rolled up in one and there lies the beauty in it all, you only have to be, what you need to be ,to who you need to be it to, to be you God bless you pops I miss your Gangster ass. For all of you who are reading this the inevitable change was me I learned being me, to the people who needed me to be me, is all I needed to be. It felt better than that Cadillac and that forty ounce the man pops created in me had no choice but to triumph. Now with commentary completed go get yourself an “OLD E” dust of your tape deck and bump Gin Juice too world blow up!!!!!