Tuesday, June 14, 2011

MAN DOWN



Why did I pull d trigger, pull d trigger, pull d trigger, boom.

And ended, ended, ended, life so soon.

-Man Down by Rihanna.

I’m just sitting down, high, in this whole limbo world with myself. There’s nothing here. There’s no shape, there’s no structure, there’s no society, there’s no rules, there’s no judgment, there’s nothing forbidden, there’s no emotion; nothing. It’s just me here. It is in this state that we are said to see most clearly; doesn’t matter how you get there. There’s nothing to cloud your judgment because after all, there is nothing. Rum-pom-pom-pom.

So. Have you seen someone get shot and die? Have you seen it in a movie? It doesn’t matter how you saw it, in this case the movies are bang on point. You shoot a guy, the guy gets a few minutes max, and the guy just dies.

The motherfucker just dies.

It’s some crazy shit man. I’m just sitting down on the WC, smoking some weed and listening to some good music, and this sexy redhead chick starts talking to me. She just paints a simple picture of someone shooting someone else. But she’s also reminding me of some shit. Some shit that people tend to forget. That we have power. We don’t have that much power over life, but we have power over death.

Don’t get it twisted man. When a nigga points a gun at you, fully loaded, cocked back, death isn’t coming to get you, that nigga is. Don’t call your supernatural motherfuckers, don’t call your friend. Don’t call your mother, don’t call your father. Don’t call your special OPS friend, don’t call your loving girlfriend. Those motherfuckers won’t save you. The only person that can do that is that nigga holding the gun, fully loaded, cocked back. That nigga owns you. That nigga decides whether you live or die. To you, that nigga is God.

It’s funny, when someone survives the scenario in the last paragraph, some stupid motherfuckers attribute it to God, or Allah, or some shit. Think about it motherfuckers, if God somehow influenced that nigga, and caused him not to shoot you, then why the fuck did he let the nigga come up to you, probably say some really hurtful shit to you too, then pull out the gun out of wherever he’s stashed it, and then point it at you? What’s the point of all the drama if God is going to do some jedi mind trick on the nigga and cause him not to shoot you? I mean we’re talking about a five to ten minute build up here.

Stupid motherfuckers.

But when the person dies, they blame the nigga that killed him and throw him in jail. How about throwing God in jail for aiding and abetting? I mean, he didn’t do shit to stop it and he knew it was gonna happen.

The human race is fraught with many vices and flaws but I think our biggest vice has to be our ignorant humility. Because we are ignorant of our abilities, we are also humble. We don’t know we’re humble, but we’re humble. If the human race maximized their potential, we would own fucking galaxies my niggas. Fucking galaxies.

Have you heard of the people of Krypton? Or I could ask, did you have a childhood? Anyways, Superman was from Krypton. Their city was beautiful. Their people were elegant. They were progressive. They were the kings of the universe. They were human. Well, they’re an evolved form of human beings, but that’s because they knew the shit they were capable of. Those niggas can fly, throw you into space. They can go to the sun. Do you get the picture? What makes you think we can’t do that?

I think we’re gonna get there though, but slowly. Like snail-crawling slow. No. Like if a snail, with all its attributes, was a human being, we would be moving at the speed of a snail to a snail. And this is also because we are ignorantly humble. And it shows in the nature of our society.

There are a few men, just a few men, relative to our population that rule the world. These people rule the world man, make no mistake about it. They only rule the world because they know how much power they have. They know what they can do. All other human beings are suckers. You expect them to tell you what you can do? Yeah, they’ll tell you. They tell you every day. You can do it if you want. You can do it if you put your mind to it. They tell you every day, but they can’t do it for you.

I don’t know what to say to you man. I guess that you shouldn’t piss off a nigga that has a gun.

You know, or else, man down.