Tit for Tet

Dear James,

This is a letter to yourself J, your former days when you felt at your best. I’m a King now and you’re still a prince, nevertheless you’re High Royalty. There’s so many things you can learn from me, but really there’s stuff I forgot about. Seriously.

While you’re working, don’t forget to keep living; chase your dreams and keep remembering how God brought you to your Twenties. Many teens didn’t make it past 19, so consider that when you wanna thug it like Jeffrey. 

Nine out of ten men use each other as ploys boi. Chasing girls in the Chi like they’re Ho Toys. If a hoe come to you keep acting coy boy. Lest you get played like Nintendo, this ain’t no Game Boy.

CHORUS

You gotta get in where you fit in and be the best. You gotta be the best, don’t ever get rest. Stack the Benjamin’s and stay Blessed. Don’t argue with the cats. Just play Tetris.

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