(IF YOU DONT WANT TO HEAR THIS SHORT STORY ON MY LIFE THEN DONT READ ME HAHA) the reasons im in fuggin IOWA is because i couldnt make no ends in cali...
shit is rough out there....right now...the job systems an just EVERYTHING is twisted....
i was stugglin harddcorre to the point where i was fuggin sleeping in a car n shit...
had no where to go....had to make dirty ends just to eat....
i had it way to rough for the person i was everyday...
i did nuthin but good deeds for ppl an i got nuthing back but fugged up shiz...
so i had to peace out on my beloved home cali an go back to the nest wit ma dukes...
SO....when i got there...i was a lil suprised to how dead the place i was livin in...
an when i say dead i meen DEAD im talkin corn fields n cows n shit...
(NOT MY KINDA LIFE STYLE)
so i looked for months for jobs but there aint shit to do out here with my skill level of work...
so..
i applyed for job corps (JUST LIkE A TIPPICAL NIGGA) hoping this program could help me make some ends meet so i can move on...
this is only a tiny fraction of the stuggles ive delt with in the past year or so...
tomarrow is my interview for the job corps admission...hope everything is swell...
if so i might be peacin out to Chi town or Minneapolis..