Story song

Dear mama (Tupac)

Plot:
Tupac is a young child who lives in the projects with his mom. She works two jobs just to pay the rent. He has no money so he decides to start slangin dope on the corner with the older boys. He feels guilty selling rocks but he feels good putting money in his moms mail box. He wants to pay her back but could never compare to what she did for him. So he just lets her know that he understands.


Characters: Tupac, His mom

Conflict: His mom had no money, they were poor. No dad.

Theme: Tupac love his mom. He is thanking her for all she did.

Setting: The projects

6-word memior

10. Relax and take notes of the........
9.Give me a paper and pen.
8.Im a snoop dogg millionaire.
7. Ive made mistakes, not one regret!
6.R.I.P Tupac Amaru Shakur Thug 4 life!
5.We be in ferrari's cars with horses!
4.Always down for some Beto's.
3.Put your lighters up if you want to?
2.Consider this an invitation to my gangsta nation!
1.I be stuntin like my daddy!

Grand theft poetry

Do you hear it? Barking, Barking, Barking. Every few minutes, the tears i cry are warm yet bitter. Love is so short, forgeting takes forever. But i say its fine, honest i do! All i had wished to say, love me without love ravaged wife. I shall dream of a better day! O death all elequent, it seemed only yesterday i used to believe? I used to love the KKK but lifes to short to be stirred!

Very bad poetry #2

HEART ACHE

It was a long day,
My heart crushed,
My head pounding,
I gotta go!
No one tells me no,
Not even that girl,
I dont care if she was a ho,
She makes my heart ache,
It wants her back,
But my head doesnt,
What to do now?
I want her back so bad,
But how?

Very bad poetry

Walkin down the street just yesterday, got myself kicked out of the NBA! Yo my name is joe and i aint got no doe but i really gotta go!!! Maybe ill become a ho?

M: Hello.....

W: Hi

M: Are you going somewhere or coming home?

W: None of you business

M: Hey hey!

W: hey what?

M: Look we have been here for five hours!

W: And?

M: Im just tryin to create conversation.....

W: Fine! Im on my way home

M: Me too! From where?

W: Im on my way home from a business trip.

M: Ahhhh i see. As am i!

W: Well good. What line of business are you in?

M: Im a manager of a corperation. You?

W: Im a finacial manager.

M: Well damn!!!!

W: What?

M: Thats nota bad job!

W: Thank you......who is that? no one has been here all day....

M: I dont know but he has a gun....get down!!!!

W: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

MM: BANG BANG!!!!!!

W: Are you ok??

M: YEs are you?

W: Yes im good!

M: Did you see where he went?

W: Yes that way!!!

M: Ill get him!

W: Noooooooooo

M: Why?

W: I know him......

M: What the fu**

W: It was all a plan....

M: What was a plan? To shoot me??

W: Yes then take your money and car.....

W: But i couldnt let him do that....i kinda like you....

M: well fu** you women you tried to have me killed!!

W: Im sorry, i didnt let him though....

M: But you had full intensions to earlier...

W: Yes, but you dont know how bad i need the money

M: Honestly i dont give a sh**

W:.......

M: See ya women!!!!!! And yes ill have you arrested

Four Alarm Fire

I am truly lost for words......this painting is one that really boggles my mind. Im not sure why the fireman would be in a museam with all his gear on. Maybe he thinks that the painting is a real building and he feels he needs to be there as to stop the fire?? It really just doesnt make alot of since to me.