My First Trip To Miami Last Year as a grown little Rich. Shout out to @PHYNino_PATRON and the team. Love You Guys. Ok roll film. 

THIS HAD ME ON THE FLOOR IN TEARS.

WAKING BAKING, CAUSING AN EARTHQUACKIE 

ONE WORD. RICH.

Those who know me, Know that I am not a really big fan of Chris Brown. He seems like a cool dude, but I just cant get down with his music all like that. But as I was surfing the web awhile back, I came across some of his artwork. This man is a visual GENIUS and an inspiration. I am a supporter of BreezyArt and you may see some of his influence in my up and coming work…. WHOSE TO KNOW.

Richye. Over and Out.

Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.

-Stevie Wonder

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SEX.

This song… IS MY SONG. He wrote it for me. LISTEN.

I learned my talents a little early on in life. Just get a feel for bits and pieces of my past.

WRITTEN  Monday, December 17, 2007 at 5:12pm

It’s Like 4:55 On A Monday.

And I’m Thinking.

Why Kids Trip Over Bull Shit.

Over Nothing Ass Individuals.


And Let Them RUIN Good Things Going.

To The Point You Don’t Know That Person.
Surrounded By Counterfeit Folks.
Who Live In Your Hood Flight of the Imagination 
You Know 
We Know. 

Who You Are.
Better Yet Who You Want To Be.
And Its Funny. 

Well Here’s A Dose Of Reality For That.
I DONT CARE ANYMORE. 

Just Keep Mixing That Pot Of BULLSHIT.
Adding The Ingredients.
Drama.
Live It.

Your Basically A Faded Ass Memory.
Mentioned Vaguely. 


And People Think Bad Things Of You.
Good People Who WAS In Your Life.

Say,

FUCK YOU. 

Damn



Brand New Shit. 

That Ship Has Sailed.

That’s The Shade.

hahahah 



I Laugh At Those People.

Catch The Drift.
Call Rockefeller Up On That True BULLSHIT.

The nation has been in a uproar, since the death of Al- Qaeda leader Osama Bin Laden. But do we as a nation really have something to celebrate is the biggest question.