All Matters of Dopeness (Musings and Comedy in Erie's World)

Pardon me, but this blog is not so funny.  The game is so different now; it seems that being grimy is the new black.  I was talking to a brother (a cutie by the way...lol) who was dropping knowledge about just how different people are these days.  Even though I think he and I would conclude that some people have always been sociopathic, something is extra at this point.  Usually they say that history repeats itself but in this case not only is history being repeated...its being added to.  There is a new level of widespread grime out here.  It seems that people can look you in the eye, and even shed tears, yet stab you in your front--because stabbing you in the back is just not gutter enough.  Perhaps this blog was sparked in reflection on the passion of Christ and the betrayal of Judas, or perhaps this blog was sparked in the realization that there are a myriad of Judas-types running rampant among us.  It just...

Same swag, different day As some people may want to say But the truth is their swag is stuuupid Or stupendous but... only to themselves 'cause The mirror mirror on the wall Told them lies, saying they were the dopest of all Got them walking around proud and tall Head all off in a fog Caused by the smog birthed from the hot air they blow Steeped in the deep part of their souls Its to that place that they go, where life is a show And emceeing is all they know Hard to break free when panties are being thrown Business cards are being show, and jets are being flown And you just want to be put on One...just get a tag for your bag Play like you just got back from there, son Keep moving around with other phony ones Playing like they networking but really club hopping Fake studio and video spot shopping But only up north Chicago 'cause thats what's popping I think you better just stop it See, there's respect for the grind You don't just get to shine 'cause you feeling st...