Just the freedom was better than breathing

Went to the CORI rally on Boston Common today. You can either peep this article for context or visit my man Horace's organization's site for all of the details behind the movement. It was a beautiful, blue-sky day outside so you know the homie took a gazillion photos of damn near every person I noticed. Some came out pretty dope. I still suck at some of the more advanced features, but hey...I'll learn eventually I guess. Anyways, the crowd was migratory, but engaged. Some folks were back and forth because there was simultanoues lobbying being done at the State House. Of course, PHH was in the house reppin.

Just a rebel to the world with no place to go

The Foundation were on-stage doing their thing spitting those rhymes full of hope and passion for progress. Definitely two ill lyricists making their mark on their own terms. But hold the presses, yo. There was this one group near the end of the program with this chick on the keyoards singing who straight shut shT down. And I cannot even recall what the name of the group was, but trust me, she was off-the-mutha-fuqing hook. It was some straight Fugees-esque tip with an Alicia Keys twist. She was singing the lyrics and the chorus, but then she was rhyming, and she was seated jamming on the keys all that time. Man oh man, sista girl was spitting that hot fire. But I digress.

Labeled a misfit. A bandit. ... His name was couldn't stand it.
-Lupe Fiasco, "Kick Push"

With one brushstroke, our lives can be altered for any variety of reasons. For some, sudden changes can have life-modifying effects. While for others, they are just bumps along the road of a ho-hum life of the rat race's daily grind. Fuq that. I need to chart my own path. But would you believe these muthafuqas at the RMV consider me a bad driver for some ole bullshT a$, surchargeable 'moving' violations. Just straight bullshT yo. And you wonder why so many people have CORIs, huh? Cuz good guys have limits too ya know.