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M.A.L.E.Y

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Sleep tight Grandma Rose, Birth moms, and King Thurman. I call them The Maley glory Trinity. I know with y'all grace beamin down me and the fam straight in this crooked world. I remember when Uncle Thurman got killed i was only six barley understood death. I just knew my banana puddin buddy was gone. just knew no more sitting on his back while he doing pushs up. Aye unc since you ain't here to do them ima do for you. Turning fat into muscle is like turn that lost into a lesson to me. Flashback to 2001 when the white lady with the red hair on the flat screen tv told me my uncle got shot at Club Jello on Coleraine Avenue. Didn't make sense momma just dropped him off. She even cut trick-n-treatin early so he could get to work on time. Week later im saying "Momma please stop crying" she said "I'll try" with a smile wiping her eyes while selling a t shirt with r.i.p Thurman Maley III 9/30/71 - 12/1/01 see you at tha Xroads at the bottom with his face in blue clouds on outside the church. I didn't compherned she lost her brother at time. It Just really pitched my heart to see her cry. Momma I swear one day ima be in New York in the big meetings signing big deals with a #LONGLIVEKINGTHRUMAN tee on. I already went to Chicago screaming it. They was sleeping then. The first time I seen black women unity was when both grandmothers was front row right by the baby blue casket my uncle was laid in. No matter how much people business my grandma rose told she was solid. Not one tear drop as she approached her son casket. I get my muscle from her. Momma say she had a tough childhood. life hasn't been going her way. But she made away Didn't let this world or her traumatic past conquer her. Momma don't even trip I'm stubborn like you. So yo little Skyler ah be fine. I'm just problematic now not letting this depression keep me down. So when you see me prospering and being great in life after you gave up on me. Just say that a "oh that's Maley thing". I will never ever settle. I refuse to give up. Put some respect on my blood line. We went from criminals and crackheads to lawyers, activists and dentists with real s tendencies. I thank the lord everyday that I don't gotta pray free Pookie no more. My whole family is that rose that grew from concrete.

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