Please! Please! Please!

I was right there!  Right in front of the stage in the gym on the campus of Fayetteville State Teachers College.   I remember feeling so "grande"  because my mother had the "hook up", she knew James Brown. The beautiful young co-ed that lived with us was his manger's girlfriend.

I learned a very valuable lesson from that whole experience. James Brown's manager was Jewish but he loved young beautiful black women such as *Janice.  I saw the full length minks he bought her.  I saw the tons of gifts, the airline tickets.  But she was a side chick.  She was young and beautiful, he was old and grey.  Sure he had plenty of money, she had talent, she could sing but unfortunately she took the "hoe road".

Ladies do not take the "hoe road" if you can't take the heat.  My mother prided herself in being a prostitute but you could not call her a prostitute.  That makes no sense!  How are you going to brag about "selling pussy", then get mad when someone mentions that you do in fact sell pussy!?

You are confused.  First, you need to quit all that damn lying.  Come to reality.  Take full responsibility for your own actions.   Number two, stop lying!  Even if you insist on lying you can't make the entire world lie with you.  You cruelly withdraw your love when you don't get your way or when you get caught up to your red demonic eyeballs in your evil.  Well, I don't give a fuck!  Your best loving, nurturing, parenting on your best day,  wasn't shit!  I could have done better "raising"my damn self.  Shit!  I did raise my self!

I did a good job.  I did an even better job with my own daughter.  Well, GOD did an even better job.  I helped some.

Praise the LORD!