Black and White

So I rolled up to my 7/11 and picked up my King Cobra 40. Don’t get it twisted just because I’m rich doesn’t mean I don’t get grimy. I remember back at IU I use to walk to the Village Pantry and pick up one of these or a Mickeys for $1.15. Yeah 40 Oz’s shit was cheaper than a bottle of water. Motherfuckers are like 3 bucks now! Anywayyyyys. So my man at the 7/11 is Remy. He is this guy from Iran. He was the first person I talked to when I got to Phoenix. The first thing he said was, “are you Charles Barkley’s son or friend?” Apparently CB and I are the only black folks that live in the neighborhood. Since then he has always dropped nuggets of wisdom on me. Almost like my own person Mr. Wendell. Tonight’s nugget was …
”Don’t use dryer sheets they have chemicals”.
Whaaaaaaaaaa
“Yeah if you wanna get rid of static cling use a quarter cup of vinger in your wash”
I said I got it I’m gone

The word “static” made me think of when I watched Do the Right Thing with my hoomie 2deep…



Radio Rahem made me think of black and white, not people but photos. I just love black and white photos. The first art I bought for the new crib is the last picture, Its done by Ted Pushinsky
Here is his website...Ted