Turns out i was right i was right i have seen stars stamped into the night like cookie cutter designs. I drew lines in between each one inventing new constellations so when someone would ask me what’s your sign? I would point, i would point to mine the hanging over the first door past the finish line and say “it's right there” the one marked EXIT because one day all this getting ahead bullsh*t will be over and people will start looking for me and i will be THERE i’ll be wearing my best flashing red and you, you will stand winner circle thorough bred i will un-thread the screws that put you through this life then smile and say... “you mad it”. When i was kid i traded in homework assignments for FRIENDSHIP and gave each friend a late slip for never showing up on time and in most cases cases none at all. I gave myself a hall pass to get through each broken promise… and I remember this plan born out of FRUSTRATION from a kid who kept calling me yogi and pointed her finger to my stomach and say “to many picnic baskets”. Turns out it’s not that hard to trick someone and one day before class i said “yeah… you can copy my homework” and i gave her ALL the wrong answers that i’ve wrote down the night before. She got her paper back expecting a near perfect score and couldn’t believe it when she looked across the room at me and held up a zero. I know i didn’t have to hold up my my paper with a 28/30 but my satisfaction was COMPLETE when she looked at me puzzled, and i thought to myself smarter than the average bear mother fucker.