My Facebook Post Cause I Fed Up Now

i tired a yall talkin like i the bad one in this house wen is all a yall who gatta problem not me! yes i drink so what? grammy used to drink, mama still drink and all my auntie dem be drinkin too, das how we get thru the day wit all dese bad chirren and foolish baby daddy dem.

i got 7 kids ok? all a dem got different daddy but das my story and i ain shame bout it. at least i tryin feed my kids and send dem school even if dey always come back home stink and fightin. but what bout mama? she got 9 and none a dem ain’t doin nothin good. uncle lee just get lock up again and aunty be sleepin round for lil money.

we livin in this same lil broke down house in fort landale florida wit all us in here mama, grandmama, me, my kids, my sisters dem, my cousin dem, even some gal i don’t even know who she baby for, and we all waitin on one thing for grandmama to dead. yes i say it cause das when money comin in.

she got 2 insurance policies an 15 chirren who already done divide it up before she even cold in the grave. every time one of us dead, we cry a lil and then go straight to Western Union or Walmart to cash out. an if tax time ain come yet, we hold on tight to dat death money like Jesus money.

and YES i on government assistance too. so what? food stamps help feed my babies and i use section 8 for this house even tho 20 people livin in it. they don’t know cause i don’t put everybody on the paperwork. i get my checks every month and i stretch it far. yall be laughin but yall be askin me for help when your light off!

and yall laughin but dis how we survive! we don’t got no degrees or big job or bank account. we got social security, tax refund, welfare, and who dead next.

but lemme tell you why i better than dem at least i post my stuff online and i speak my truth. dey always hatin but still callin me when dey need help wit rent or gas or baby pampers. now look at mama she in da room smokin like she young, and she talkin to her lil new man on speaker phone like we all ain hear him sayin he only dere for her car.

an i might be drunk now but i know fake love when i see it.

so if you my family and you feel hurt, maybe you da one i talkin bout. an if not, stay out my business cause when my check drop, ain none a yall gettin nothin.

 posted from my galaxy, drunk but real.