Little Sacramento

My Grandpop had to leave me

What am I to do?

Balance dreams in between

Aim to earn the loot

Why be mad at I 

making other people shine

Tell the rat I hold the cheese

No need to whine

My constant passion is how I get the income

so my outcome is the way of the stars, Sun.

Taking Control 

Cause I can’t let go

Grip tighten my hold

as things get cut throat

Uproar, time to support

the little 414

Raised by the 916

I’m the good with the bad,

The want with the have

Shit

I come like this

For emphasis,

Switch this style out

As niggas wild out

And females cry out

For a man that don’t gives no damn

About her plans to be a perfect scholar

You how life can get,

when you don’t own paper licenses,

So I might get pissed 

When I am asked to suffer

instead of counting my accomplishments

This get rougher

Either stay up or slay up

But my other options is

Getting my cake up

Breaking shit down

No need for the make-up

And if you feeling down 

Don’t worry you’ll come up.

 

 

To be continued…

XXX::TOBIGHOST::XXX:: <<>>

TOBIGHOST X G-LYN : ONE OF A KIND

TOBIGHOST x The Story of Pythagoras: The First Philosopher of Humanity…

He was the “first” but not the “last”. How are you going to change the world’s perspective about the past? To be pressing towards the forward. It can only start with you.

-TOBI

 

#FACT:

I never been good at telling people what they want to hear.

But is it me, or is it honesty that they fear?

#RID OLE ME THIS

We love us too much to say so. So we just do it. One’s mind tell another that is cold. We don’t know what’s more cold, being old enough to know what you’re feeling, or not young enough to say so? Kindred spirits we both are, so why when I comes to us, we are both far?

-TOBI

#Passing Love

There is a proverb from the American culture of the 21st century that I’d like to run by you: “Never reveal all you know, confess everything you feel, show how much you care, or give all you have.”

Prove this proverb wrong. Cultivate power by revealing all you know, confessing everything you feel, showing how much you care, and giving all you have.

-TOBI

#Dreamt

I dreamt of you long before I knew you existed. Surprisingly, in love, my heart did not know much, but in this case, that is exactly what was needed.

I saw your face,

and then I knew.

We would be friends.

 

 Yours Truly,

Yvonne Randolph

#All how you percieve it.

Picture yourself.

Walking.

A steady pace,

like Copper Earth underneath.

Touch a soul or few with your spirit,

but that kind of stuff

is Nobody’s Business.

The sign you nail onto your

forehead.

As you walk,

a unshakeable introverted sensation emerges.

You see glimpses of your dreams waiting up ahead.

A Sting.

This feeling.

It feels so good.

Stumbling over mountain size cracks to get there.

Your Love.

Your Rhythm.

side-stepping the many shapes of people that swim against your current.

You take off.

You.

Take.

Off.

Running.

You make a steady rhythm

making slight knocks

as the soles of your feet graze

the wide open pavement.

It is almost as if you are bouncing off this earth’s surface.

As if the air flirted abound you,

and bound you.

This whole time.

Your mind.

Where did it go?

Did it not witness this progression towards the process you just made?

Did I forget where I am going?

Where am I going?

I am going.

I am getting high.

Not far,

but

I am

floating,

high.

Your Dreams…

Hi.

 

-Yvonne Randolph

TOBI GHOST : Soap Opera Story.

“Cause, As The World Turn from the Young and The Restless, General Hospitals, I know be pounding chests. Trying to revive the breathless. Life get kinda of hectic. A bullet don’t have no justice, so just put them up on Death’s list, and close they eyes? Days of Our Lives is getting grim, ONE Life to Live, the guiding light is getting dim, the “T” in Tobi is all “they” left me if you calculate, and all my children keep on dying, while yall celebrating, no escaping, this shit is so continual, residual, ghetto ritual… Tell me what you know?”

-TOBI GHOST