Wow. Everything in life is inspiring me today, so your friend, Naptown Slim is back with another good word for your mind. Listen up.
See the numbers behind me? They make sense to you now. You know they look crazy because you know what they mean.
When you were a kid, you and your folks drove by these places and you asked what the numbers meant. Your Mom or Dad explained to you that you were looking at the price of gasoline.
As you got older and got your own things, you realized that this was gonna be a part of your life if you had places to be, things to do, and people to see. If you were gonna be getting there, this was a part of your life. Even if you had a homey that was willing to run you to where you wanted to go, he wanted that ‘gas money’.
You shouldn’t look at numbers like these childishly anymore. You hafta understand what it takes to get where you are going. You hafta understand that it always costs somebody something.
Who’s out there running on an empty tank? You might wanna get that refill quickly, cuz you been running on fumes just hoping that things work out and you get to where you’re going.
Who’s riding and ain’t got ‘gas money’? You better recognize that if I wanna pull over and drop your non-contributing ass off at the side of the road, I can. You better be offering some damn good company if you don’t wanna do nothing but ride. You can’t touch the wheel, you can’t touch the stereo. Passengers gotta know their place. You may very well like the destination, but if you ain’t got NOTHING on the tank, you can’t say JACK.
Some people NEED to be passengers because they have no concern for the price of gas, nor do they have anywhere to go, anyone to see, or anything to do, just gazing out the window and enjoying the ride, never having anything to offer.
Lemme cut to the chase; If you’re trying to do something with your life, you better understand that no one rides for free. It always costs somebody something…and whether you recognize it or not, you always pay.
This is real life in Naptown, USA, baby. This is real life for real people doing real things with real goals dealing with like-minded people every day. Real people paying real bills so they can get back to real work…THEN go have real fun.
We laugh at those who think it’s any other way in life anywhere because when reality hits them, they might not even make it to the pump. If you just tryna ride, you really can’t ride with me; you ain’t that cute and I need room for my gig bag and the merch dude.
…and I’m sure anyone with a ‘passenger’ in their life will understand that.
Now, ride to that or ride out.
Another funky, cold-blooded Naptown Slim production. Regards.
“Again, it is I, Naptown Slim here with another word for you.
If you are lucky enough to have TRUE friends in this life, make sure you keep them close and treasure them.
There’s a lotta you out there that don’t understand the meaning of friendship.
You gauge who you wanna be around by figuring out who can do what for you, yet are unwilling to offer anything back.
You attempt to change your circle often because you don’t have the ability to make friends, due to the fact that you are plainly and simply selfish and self-obsessed.
You drive people away because you are so selfish that you can’t take a second to consider anyone else’s feelings.
These are the qualities that keep you lonely in crowds and rooms full of people you think you wanna be around.
You have to learn to give a damn about the world around you, show passion for something and you will find like-minded people.
I am passionate about people, as was my dear friend Mpozi Tolbert, one of the greatest human beings I have had the pleasure to encounter.
I will rock my $12 shades for my close up, sip this coffee, and continue to spread my messages of goodwill and warnings about the busters.
So sayeth Naptown Slim and this has been another funky, cold-blooded Naptown Slim production, brought to you in the name of #MPOZITIVITY. Ice cold.”
“It’s #NaptownSlim here to preach to you again.
Some of y’all are so obsessed with labels, how much things cost and how you think that equals some sort of cool. It does not. All it does is show me that you are merely another commerce-driven, all-consuming, never-giving fool that will spend any amount of money to look ‘cool’. You are not.
Cool is an attitude. I will rock these 12 dollar sunglasses and sip on this dolla sixty nine lemonade and enjoy every minute of it knowing how much cooler I am than you because I am not obsessed with how much things cost to garner some kinda enjoyment outta them.
I enjoy myself with myself and most times, I sho nuff enjoy my company. And I look good.
Hoe.
This has been yet another funky cold-blooded #NaptownSlim Production.
Amen.
