August 08th, 2016

"There'll be three knocks at the door, my baby.
A trench coat hits the floor, my baby.
Sit back in the chair, my baby.
Cuz I'm about to go there, my baby.
Get your body real open, baby.
Give you what you've been hoping, baby.
Tonight I'm gonna pull a switcharoo...
Do you mind if I strip for you?"


Analog Love Part 1


Get the 90 minute tape, the 60 minutes won't do.
It's not quite long enough to handle what we've got plans to do...
tonight.
Nothing's better than a quiet storm soundtrack.
Homemade, of course.
You know, a little Teddy, Vesta, or S.O.S. Band while we explore each other's temperate regions.
When you need me, just release my pause button.
You already know both my record and play buttons stay down for that perfect moment with you.


That's a poem from my upcoming book of love poetry, tentatively titled S.E.X., scheduled for a February 2017 release. It's copyrighted so if you try and steal my shit I'll get the last laugh. #ijs


I spent some time earlier polying with my big cousin Lee Johnson, a Spanish Harlem #100Blocks legend. There's nothing like checking in with the OGs for perspective and wisdom. They've seen and lived it, for several eras at that. If you're one of those ignorant MF who doesn't feel there's any merit in the words of elders, good luck in life. At the end of the day, they're still around for a reason. Today's discussion live from the projects: "I fear no man, but a bitch's treachery scares me to death." Another time for that one.


Jesus loves me, this I know.
For the Bible tells me so.
Little ones, to HIM belong.
They are weak, but HE is strong.


No matter how hard it gets, for all the times you wonder if anyone cares, take it back to the basics. You've always got a friend in Jesus. Take it from a lowlife like me.


In honor of the Egyptian African and his creation of the pyramid, Crew UnB recently dropped the black Pharaoh UnB tee, and it's already a hit in the hood. If for anything aside from conscious fashion, I pray the tee reminds us to celebrate and commemorate our blackness. We did indeed build the pyramids. At the end of the day, we stand great amongst God's creation. Be proud of your blackness. Black is beautiful. Love yourself. When you're done loving, scoop you a dad hat to go with your tee. We appreciate your support. Catch up with us on social media as theunbearablescrew. On Twitter we're @crewunB. I'm @tymonday. On behalf of our fearless leader @TheMisterCeizzo and the rest of the crew, I'm ghost. To the projects one love.