Beginning in 1836, Samuel F. B. Morse and Alfred Vail developed an electric telegraph, which sent pulses of electrical current to control an electromagnet that was located at the receiving end of the telegraph wire. The technology available at the time made it impossible to print characters in a readable form, so the inventors had to devise an alternate means of communication. Only if Morse was around today, you think he would download my ringtone….

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It’s all about da Family! Street corner hustler, nickles and dimes. Iced out. Robbin and stealin. Let my brim lay low. Sippin on some Koolade, grape. Hydraulics. Switchin 4 lanes. Sunday balling. Collecting them c-notes. High fashion and 10  different girls. Making deals in the schoolyard. Pullin strings with my pinkyfinger. The don of all dons. 5 star dinners. Blinging. Everybody knows my name. My click is thick. Pistol packing. Bud smokin. Music pumpin. Neighborhood jumpin. Dodging the police. Watching out for those haters that want to take me down. Protecting my turf. My block. Claiming my city. Toss it up!

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Paradise, a corona, a place were there is no worries in the world, everyday is a beautiful day. The air is clean. The water is clear. A slight breeze cools me off just as the sun forces me into a sweat. A beautiful woman by my side drinking her frozen pina colada smiling at me every time I look into her gorgeous eyes. Theme music playing everywhere that I am to insist a mood of excitement. Recieving phone calls of how I saved a bunch of money on my auto insurance. Letters from family members that are traveling the world, tell me of their adventures. A 10 million dollar home with door greeters inside like the ones at retail stores and supermarkets  . A private jet flying from destination to destination. A dog named lucky. A cat named stinky and a bird named smiley. I was having an unbelievable dream until I woke up soaking wet!

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In the mist of all the confusion a dark figure emerged from the city’s rotten sewers. Petrified to leave their houses, the people prayed for forgiveness as warnings went out through the radio telling people of a 1 toothed man who they called the anti-christ. He roamed for 25 years preying upon dumpsters and street corner hot dog vendors. Many times the government tried to take this geezer out, but he was invincible reappearing in alleyways leaving his mark on the side of skyscrapers and newspapers.

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My heart was beating a hundred miles an hour, as I ran from the cops. From back street alleyways, to backyards. You see I had crashed my Honda civic into a wall in an industrial area on the south side of Detroit. I was about to make a deal when it got busted by the police, so I floored it with them behind me. I lost them, but in the area I was in it was dark so I crashed. I heard dogs barking, they were on my trail. I had no choice, they were not taking me to jail tonight! Ketch me if you can….

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