berserker barbarian battle beast

get free, yo.
thats the new hottness.
thats my move.
gettin free.
but gettin free doesnt come for free at all. in fact its really kinda hard.
every day, in every way, you gotta get on that junk. you gotta be mindful,
or else regular life creeps up and gets you. right up the a. so yeah, get free. do that.
as a matter of fact, doo doo that.

i got freezing snow and rain happening. awesome.
is someone keeping score? im pretty sure im losing. get free, indeed.

13 days without luggage. psyched. you know it. i get to buy machines today.
at least, knowing my luck, that will be the final push to find my stuff. once ive already replaced most of it. nice. thanks nwa.

the hardest part about being a modern-day berserk barbarian is keeping your perspective.
that whole viking idea about fate and life is so fresh i cant even stand it, but regular people
just dont feel it like i do.
i mean, c'mon:
if my minutes here are already timed out, and nothing i do will let me represent
for one second longer than my allowance, and then conversely nothing i do will
shorten it either. so it must be better to be a mean mutha-uckin' battle beast of
flavorful fury than a shrimpy soda pants of cookie cuttin nancy-ness, right???
just be DOPE,  yo.  i'm sayin.... just be dope. it determines how worthy you are of the
life you've been allowed.
i, for one, am grateful for the time i have been given.

and yeah, my sweet honey is dope. that grasshopper is off the hinges, yo.