For all it's worth..

...I know I act like a tough asshole most of the time-and in reality I'm more of an asshole than a tough guy-but today I have something I really need to speak on a Manhood tip. Jappy might be pregnant. I think I'm ready to be a dad and to be honest it's about fucking time it happened anyways. I think she'd be a good mother and we're for damn sure ready to settle down together if it does end up happening. The kid will be born here and raised in PI. It makes more sense and I'm cool with the plan if it does end up coming to pass. What is driving me fucking crazy is the idea that I'm 25 and want so much more from my life than a wife, a kid, a family and a spot. I want infamy. It sounds hella fucked up; burning the idea of permenant content for the life of couch hoping and worrying about ends but it's where I'm at. I want to go. I want to walk into a cypher somewhere and have complete fucking strangers know that I'm the motherfucker who's gunna' run shit. I want to boys to be able to do the same. I'm tired of kids games when it comes to this dancing thing and I really wanna push myself and those around me to higher heights. It's time we walked that diverging path and took ownership of ourselves and what we have to give.

So it ends at one question I'm posing to everyone who claims the fame: you ready for what's next?