The Game

As I first post I think I need to address the Game, I been in the game now for 4 mutha****** years, it is all encompassing and never stopping, people pull your card whenever they can, you do the same, like a young Boadie Broadus sitting on a milk crate playin chess, ur playing the game homeboy, like Pharrell says, "Homeboy I came to party", being in the Game i learned u have to be humble or else you get served like charcuterie on a board. You also have to constantly have a an innate silent bravado, constantly pushing, ur approach has to be the same whether your unwinding credit default swap steepeners on flat curved names in euros or moving a dirty refrigerator out of the way and picking up the dead roaches by bare hand. I've learned that in this city, even the most banal interactions with people can be a backhanded verbal slight, questions such as what do u do, where do u live, who is u sonne???the reason is bc this city breeds and kills dreams simultaneously and everyone is just so god damn hungry for self rightgous affirmation of thier existence and appearance. it happens at work. in social interactions. at the club. at the bar. at home. in conversations with neighbors, assocaites, enemies, etc. its very tiring. however, from my very feeble psyche ive gathered small tidbits. the ones that excel have luck on their side. they also thirst to work harder at all of it then the next person. It encompasses thier life. U cant be good at the game if ur not living and breathing it everyday at every moment. if it doesnt come naturally, u have to mold ur mind to the content. maybe u really love the numbers, maybe u dont. Maybe u love plumbing or selling coffee mugs. Maybe ur forcing urself bc it allows u to lead a certain lifestyle, diamonds and guns, numerous ways to earn funds, some get shot, lock down and turned nuns, shook ones. The competititve aspect helps me. So do the addictive personality traits I exhibit, but it is also tiring and I occasionally break if not for a moment before I regather my ethos and get back in the game. Picking urself up is half the game. U train for the game the way assasins do for hits, train for going out, where to dine, what to do, who is the chef, who wrote this essay, where to be vulnerable, when to go solo with just a coat, cab or subway, it all folds together back to the game. I'm not saying I excel at it by any stretch of the means, but I'm always trying to improve. Everyday you get up, you have to ask urself, am I in improving in the game? Is this the right game for me? Please listen to "The Game" by Common for further clarification. Never hate the poor and always help those less fortunate.