My Revolution Is In Need Of More Duck Sauce

We are now at a place where they’ll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss, and fifty cents for your soul. As I sit in someone else’s living room listening to my favorite Lil Wayne song I can’t help, but think of my birthday this Sunday. Things are moving so fast sometimes I struggle to get a hold of everything that’s going on and frankly it scares me.
I think back to just 6 years ago I was the manager of a major insurance company, a new father of 2 young girls and I had no clue what the next day of my life would be. I look back and ask myself what do I have to show for all of this living? Life itself. Have I come up short of my dreams? Am I the father I thought I would be? Speaking of father’s I lost my dad and I feel like I killed him.
Back to my life, I’m my own man, I work for myself, I get to meet celebrities, and I get to meet some of the most beautiful women on the face of the earth. I can start working when I want, for how long I want and pretty much the scariest part of it all… I’m in complete control of my own destiny. That’s the part that scares me is that any day this can all be over. I can be out on the streets like that! or at the next hour I could be swimming in money with enough to do anything I wanted to do in the world.
It’s not the part of being broke… I’ve been broke. It’s the having money part. I’m struggling to find out God’s plan for me. Is this what my life supposed to be? As of right now my revolution is a few duck sauces short of being complete but I feel it… I can’t quit my quest for my dream no matter how many people think I should be doing something else with my time. They can say what they want, but they will never change my views because they will never know me the way that I know me… I have to share the rest of my life with me so if I have to be alone… so be it. I don’t need them.
As the melody of the music fades out I love it baby.






