You Can't Hold Me Down

The one of the most amazing songs on the most amazing hiphop album in a long time. Check it ya'll, this is how hiphop should be.



Right now i'm rolling a blunt, and of course, the guts just fell in my lap. Yea, it's that kinda day. In fact, it's all the things that have happened in the past 24 hours that's made decide to start this blog. I hope most of my posts don't end up being about my personal issues, but this one is important.

I'm in college. Maryland Institute College of Art. Yep, i'm an artist and yep, i'm fucked up. I fucked up my whole semester partying with all the kids I met that are like me and I had the time of my life, bipolar and academic issues aside. But this winter break things have changed.

More like exploded. My parents, divorced of ten years, are in court. I live with my mom, the most wonderful woman in the world. She's given everything to support us and give us and give us a good education. But my father, head of surgery at a private hospital, wants to pay for practically nothing and my mom is pretty much out of money. We can't even fix our roof and they're about to shut the lights off in my house. On top of that, he's trying to take my lil sister from my mom for just so he doesn't have to pay child support...

One of my best friends took me to cop some bud and ended up having to attempt a gas station robbery for his cousin who owed his connect $600 bucks and was gonna get sprayed that night if he couldn't come up with it. They wanted me to be the driver and put me on the spot. One fake and one almost real stick-up, a drug run with more weight than i'd ever seen, many lies to my mom and $600 dollars out my pocket later I made it home only to find out my other best friends mom who is like family to me found out about us smoking in his house but thinks it's only me and doesn't want me around anymore.

But fuck that, my sister is about to fail outa middle school, my dads using that as an excuse to get at my mom in court, and she's dealing with her emerging depression because of all the fucked up shit we've been through. Great. Oh yea, the college said I lost all my scholarships and my tuition is due this month.

I got no chicks, no cheeba, no chedda and this world is fire but all I can do is watch. So now what? What am I gonna do? What can I do...

Get buck, that's what. I don't give a shit, not a flying 47 as to what i'm going against. I've made it this far. Through loneliness and depression and mental illness, through street fights and private institutions with teachers who said I wouldn't make it. Through a father who tried to make all our lives a living hell for some cash yet still pretend he loves us. Through losing a girl who was my world, the only thing that made me happy, right when I was diagnosed and in the most difficult time in my life.

This shit don't faze. This shit can't break me. I'ma smoke this L, thro on my fatigues and my boots, and get to doing what needs to be done, by any means necessary.

So to all ya'll who got the world against you, suit up.

It's time to get this paper