I drive down a city street in the sunny states of America.
Look to the left, 20 homeless tents under the bridge.
Look up, a hazy sun, air polluted from Canada fires.
Look to the right, trash everywhere, homeboy smoking pot outside bus stop.
Stop at the BP, no price tags, everything overpriced, smells like shjeet.
America will be beautiful again, and anyone who tries to eradicate its beauty will be deported.
One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned:
The more successful you get, the more people want to drag you down.
It’s extremely important that you keep your circle tight, and only filled with people who want to win as well as want you to win.
I am the “Chosen One” just as much as YOU are the “Chosen One”.
We were all chosen to do something. We’re all meant to do something, it’s just a matter of time, I don’t believe it to be any other way.
Take “Chosen One” with a grain of salt.