Biters of Deftronic.com : Bradley Toran (Facebook), ProperPapa (Instagram)

1.31.2011

Thoughts of Def Vol. 1: (Why would you wanna be me?)

Ahem, I'd just like to address a few things on my mind lately, as you may or may not know I have biters, there's always some lacklustre fuckface who can't be original or just think I'm so fucking cool, they wanna emulate what I do, this in no ways is me being conceited I am just speaking upon the subject (even though I am a deity like adonis with extreme intelligence, the strength of Arnold Swarzenegger around 1982, the quickness of Allen Iverson in 2001 and so forth) but you ppl need to hop off and be original, you will never dress like me, blog like me, fuck bitches like Kim Kardashian, Rosa Acosta, Bubbles, That one chick in Manhattan that I forgot her name like me, have a mother like me, kill bears with a backhand like me, none of that shit, ya figgadeal me. You're a fucking lame, your mother more than likely doesn't acknowledge you, which sucks, because my mother loves the shit outta me, then again your mother loves me to...everytime we smash she makes me a sandwich as I get dressed and when she brings it on a tray, I slap the shit out her hand, say "fuck out my way ya trash hoe" and shoulder bump her on the way out and she still lets me fuck when I want. Your girlfriend (if that bitch is still yours) adores my dick, whenever I unwrap it from around my leg, she marvels at that mahfucka, she always tells me "I'll fuck you till love me, nigga" and I say "yeah aight you filthy cunt whore, I am Def, I don't love shit cept my mother, my money and kicks, get that through ya thick skull hoe bitch, before I punch ur neck so hard, a clock tower bell will ring, doves will fly outta nowhere and Tribe called quest will reunite to make a new album".

Try being yourself, I mean not everyone can punch the shit out of a wild lion so hard it disentegrates into thin air like myself, but seriously why put on this act like you're this fresh as fuck sneakerhead, when you're not, respect the game, honestly how does it feel to get props off of some shit you seen someone else do, when you don't even give the person you bit off of, props to begin with? Everyone can't be creative, I mean if they were we wouldn't have homeless ppl or Paul Pierce wouldn't be alive now. We'd have a constant struggle of fresh innovative niggas going at it with a buncha new new shit.

Changing topics, throughout my time of doing my site, showing kick previews on Youtube and what not, I've gained some "internet popularity" ...I really don't care for that, but I am truly grateful for everyone's support of me and respect. I thank you from the bottom of my totally healthy heart, now I've come to see that some ppl consider me an idol and some going as far as saying "I'm trying to get to ur level" (now that is just not even possible, I mean I don't even have a level, there's no fucking word for the type of shit I'm on, where I'm at Tony Jaa and Donnie Yen would be considered as some bitch ass punk niggas, they wouldn't last 2 milliseconds around where I'm at, Buffie the body would be considered as the chick with the flattest ass where I'm at son, my shit doesn't even have a fucking word that's out yet) anyway, getting back to someone saying they wanna be on my level, I don't want you to be on my level, I want you to aim for higher than me, be more creative than me, do some ultra galactic wall shattering dragon fire breath type shit, aim for greatness.





"With thought what you want is brought to you and with action it is received."




-Def
P.S. I have not fucked Kim Kardashian, Rosa Acosta, or Bubbles, yet...but everything else in this passage that I stated does in fact happen and is true. Thanks.

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