ya'know the life slide into shadow everyday, man i don't sweat the date, but my mind was late. every time when i face to these hoggies or those niggaz my mouth full of trash words. i remember the 2007 summer in the heaton park i spend all the afternoon to improve my bball basic skill before i attend the draft camp. what a boy, man it's the demonstration of determination, no doubt.
so i should reflect on myself how come the life fucked up like this right now. lazy? nervous? blunt? or a kind of people just only talk to talk. yo my fds have you guys ever examine your own conscience before? maybe yes maybe not.
this week i finished all the uk business, the feelin' as though relieved of a heavy burden. so i got time to wander about he street at night. Manchester is a quite modern big city, i always lost in the downtown street, there are too many crossroads, fuckin' dizzy. so i just pace up and down then look around. it's the final chapter from 《Brother Zheng's UK Struggle Life》
i know some dudes wanna hangin' wit'me quickly, i'll be back. yo China, can you hear me? i love ya'll
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