Had to take of some business...

What's going on peoples... it's BJ Eye D. Clein or Mel O. Mind on the 1s and 2s bringin to you the oldschool and newschool social/politicals pieces from yours truly...ME haha

Next up I have a PiEcE dated back to 2005 entitled, This is Just To Say. I was at the point in my life where i was just tired of the conformity amongst my peers. i was fed up giving into to it but had no clue what my next move was going to be in regard to developing my own unique distinctive persona. let's just say that if I was the valedictorian of my high school class, this would have been my speech!!!

All i gotta say is... check it out

Track #3: This is Just to Say

Lemme tell you a true story
once upon a time I jotted down mental notes
on ALL that surpassed me
so don't be misconstrued thinkin I was once zoned out
cuz to your surprise
all that you classify as your actual features
makes all you frauds ugly unnatural creatures
so Ima pause after sayin this
the masks most of you wear is my #1 pet peeve
you see I'm from a city that supposedly reads
by 9
but everyday I observe girls constantly denying giving dudes cat scans on
their knees
at the drop of a dime
oh- and the kids here idolize weed
or claiming the proverbial streets or idolizing unrelective compact
mirrors
or maybe just wishing to be
politically charged wannabees

oh and to all you artsy frauds- yea i noticed

don't claim you learned the art game from Ms.Z

Damn- it's like popularity is what young people die to be

but your #1 strive is to be part of another stereotypical posse

but the hypothetical question is

how can this be

where's the diversity

people wanting to break out the box when they simply being ducked taped in

being trapped, sealed down forever, never allowing their lives to begin

the wish to exist

young sir, young ma'am- what is this

you not radicals, thugs, or elegant misses

you just an illusion

like NaS said, "the doctors are prescripting us with the poison"

"thugs" vs wannabees

but you dudes especially kill me

sex, fronts, and blunts are pieces of another MC's lyrical evidence

proving that your lives

consist of this harsh mindblowing struggle

but people my metamorphosis

into the factual ME and my low expectations about

my future and it's success

i can barely juggle

I'm not completely knocking your personas

so don't take full offense

i'm simply delivering hard criticism

and hopefully does of wisdom

cuz Nuckin' and Buckin' is what statistics expect for you to

gain all junk knowledge from

80s gear and heels don't mean you got a modeling gig

or a catchy eye for that fashion thing

natural full grown hair

don't mean you suddenly racially or politically aware

or got an artisitc poetic glare

on concerns

since you gave up your showers and perms

I tell you- this need for existence

makes me wanna pull the plug on all you

no wonder me belonging to this sick generation

is on life support

but for you people all twisted and confused

in the mind like a closet homo configuring a rubric's cube

I won't pull the plug or about

but as a friend would say to you young kids

since nothing is being said, you got nothing

to say except, "yea well, this true"

escape alive from the maze

snap out of this mimicking scared daze

I know it's a turbulent path

but out minds and originality is really all that we have