Just wait for President Trump. Everything's gonna be alright!!!!!!
People like who they like; follow who they follow. Kim Jong North Korea, OJ, Charles Manson, Jim Jones, Sadam, George Bush, The Military, Hillary Clinton, all the 500 Presidential wannabe windbags. (Do those bastards ever pee?) Follow who ya follow. Hopefully, ya live to a ripe ole' age, with no poisoned water, not much hatred, no cops standing in ya way. In the long run, it don't amount to a bag of beans. All things come to an end. We all keep fornicatin' around, it might just be the whole wide world. All of us are just our mother's kid. Some have money to buy great things, some don't. Some can take a bath with nice soap; some can't, the water's poisoned. Mosquitoes are spreading ZIKA virus. Hopefully, not too many babies are born with pin heads. Hopefully, no storms blow someone to the Heavens or Hell. Right now, all things living are breathing. No one's special in my book. I love my babies; like friends; I just don't get carried away with anything these days. Nothing's guaranteed; nothing ever was.
President Obama, I'll bet there are many days you say to yourself, "What the fuck was I thinking?") I say it for you; it's OK. What you have surpasses intestinal fortitude. May God continue to bless you and your family, Bo and Sunny.
Homeboy Byron's mother, above, played a big part in his life. She probably still is. I, personally, don't care. Congratulations on your mansion, your white wife, your mixed race daughter. You're included in a cast of millions. It's called living in America. When you're dead, it all stays right here.