Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Diary of A Mad Black Woman pt. 2

Tyler wrote it first, but I must agree that if something happened; legally I would be the one pulling "Diary of A Mad Black Woman" rank. So no matter how hard you play let's pretend at the end of the day the business is mine. No one gets to sign their name, pick out any colors, write your story. Not that 2.5 seconds can claim they know you. It's been my blood, sweat and tears. Your biggest cheerleader and at times your greatest enemy. When the hospital calls they are looking for next of kin, not next in line. The one with the legal name, not doodled on the legal pad. Just because my back is turned headed for the door; wondering why did I get married? Don't mean I want pause long enough to "tap that ass" in my Jill Scott voice, "don't try me." We can recreate TP movies all day. "Hot Grits" anyone!!!

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