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People often say that I don't speak about real things...I offer you this...


      Tuesday evening, as I was walking into a Jack in the Box, an assumingly homeless woman asked me for food. She did not ask for spare change or tell me some sad story with the goal of sympathy or guilt, just simply asked if I could get her a bite to eat. I replied, “I'll do my best”, as I try to never make promises I cannot keep. As I stood in line debating what I was going to order, I was also figuring out the best way to leave the building without her seeing me...I know, right?!? I ordered my food and waited for them to slide it through the gated door...As I watched them through bulletproof glass and thought "My, Aren't we humans clever...or maybe we could just stop trying to rob each other?!?"...

       I was still figuring out my escape. 

      I glanced outside and saw her standing there looking out towards the street… 

                                                  Waiting.

                                                             Hoping.

      It was then I realized that I was in a "no win-lose/lose" situation. I could sneak out, eat my two tacos and Jr. Bacon, leave this woman hungry, be full and feel like a complete and utter douche bag sandwich or I could walk out, eat my taco and Jr. Bacon, give this woman a taco, not be full and feel like a douche for various other reasons...either way I lose/supposedly "gain" something...

                                                                   Conscience and Food.

      I tell you that to say this. I recently made a decision...honestly, I made it less than 20hrs before this damn near picture perfect example was given to me...Without any details, let's just say that either way I was going to get hurt. Either I hurt internally, hurt others indefinitely, try to live with unanswered questions and keep or I hurt internally, hurt others momentarily, try to live with more answers than I might want and let go...either way I suffer, but in one scenario...others get the help they need...

      I cannot give you details now...and I might not be able to give you details later...We will all just have to wait and see...but it is hard for me to breathe...it is hard for me to think...and this is a lot harder than I thought it would be and I knew it was gonna be hard...so I apologize...


I gave the lady my taco...


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Before I get into my weekend adventure, I will share a couple of thoughts I have about Arizona:

1. If it weren't for family, friends, and music I would never go back there.
2. There has never been a time that I have visited and not gotten myself into some sort of trouble.

Don't get me wrong, I have a lot of fond memories of the roadrunner state. I learned amazing things about music. I forged bonds with unique people. I made horrific mistakes. However, I swear that AZ is competing with Texas for the top slot on the list of ass-backwards states.

So I started the weekend the way everyone should; good company and an alcoholic beverage. In my circle, "drinks with friends" usually means binge drinking while playing stupid games - then mercilessly ridiculing those who can't hold their liquor. I mean, what kind of friend invites you over, pays for the beer, then draws a penis on your face? Ain't love grand!

But the REAL reason for my trip to AZ was to pick up some beats and hear the greatest lyricist of the west coast: Crooked I. This brotha is extremely dope. He also scares the shit out of me. He came to the venue, ten deep with some vicious dudes. Now I have seen my fair share of shit, but these guys looked like they ate it for breakfast. I started thinking about my crew and had to laugh. Sumatyme, master wordsmith and avid comic collector. Damn, I'm fearsome.

Whatever. I suppose I'm just marveling how we treat those closest to us. I have a friend going through a rough divorce. How do I offer solace and show solidarity? By making fun of her for not getting any booty. "A true friend stabs you in the front." To all of mine near, far, lost, found, drunk, or sober... I love you all. Now fuck off.

Sumatyme

Chronicles of a Broke Rapper - Allow me to re-introduce myself

In the spirit of change that this country of ours is desperately trying to hold onto, your favorite MC is also looking to revamp the way I do blogging.

With that in mind, may I present: the Chronicles of a Broke Rapper. This will be a weekly account of my life and travels as an MC. I hope that by painting a picture of my world, I be able to share my insights and also use the thoughts I share with you to make me a better artist. So, let's get started...

Allow me to re-introduce myself. I go by Sumatyme. I'm one-third of the super-charged group Identity Crisis. (Yes, the Identity Crisis) I hail from the Southside of Chicago, the suburbs of Arizona, and most recently downtown LA. I spent my whole life studying jazz and classical music and the first chance I got, I walked away from it to be a part of a movement that America doesn't fully embrace, yet has no problem exploiting. I'm no thug, but I still managed to land in jail for being stupid (and black). I don't fit the category of a "normal MC." Lyrically I'm on another planet anyway. I'm scared of success, but can't stop pushing myself. I've been called overly cheerful, difficult, and brooding. I've been considered caring to a fault and self-absorbed. (Aren't all artists?) Oh yeah, and I drink too much. I am Identity Crisis.

You will be hard-pressed to find another crew to match our passion during shows. Identity Crisis obessses with growth and mastery of the art form. Becoming one of the ranks of the dopest MCs is not a dream. For us, it is inevitable. Now, if I could only translate all that to dollar signs, life would be perfect.

So now that the "get-to-know-you" stage is over, I invite you all to come with us as we journey into sound. Hip-hop is easy, listening to the music of life is a whole lot harder.

Peace,
Sumatyme

You can find Sumatyme's weekly blog HERE