Negro What? Negro Who?

Who would I be if I wasn’t me?

A killer—I am. I kill my old self every day.

A rich man—I am. I have young life I’m constantly nurturing and feeding—so when I’m old and wrinkly they can take care of me.

A fixer- I am healing. So, I am a healer, I am a dealer, I am a dream stealer, and a dream deliverer.

Well, I’ll be God…Damn! at-some point I thought “I gotta stop believing the lie that I can become anything my heart desires.”

But sheeeeiiiiit, as you can see, I really can become anything.