My mother was my best teacher. She never lied to me when she spoke because I think she always wanted me to know the real. Even when she acted out she moved real. I mean there is a saying that goes, it’s not what you do but how you do it.
The way people handle other people, treat others, I like to say some people’s actions speak louder than words. Like they say there is a time and a place for everything, sometimes I feel like there is a lot of young people whose mother did not teach them things like respect. Covid-19 has shown me that people now just lose respect because you homeless and trying to do right by keeping honest and staying to yourself and staying in your lane.
My mom was big on protecting herself when she was with me. Yes, I had to say it like that because she taught me how to be a very respectful young man and stay safe. I mean from eye contact to the power of a handshake — just from the way a man shakes your hand you can tell from the grip and the firmness of the shake if that man has any type of respect for you.
There is a big spiritual gap between the 80s, 90s, and 2000s babies. Even though my mother ran the streets and did what she did with me around she always showed respect and genuine kindness to others. Even if they did not like her she showed love. She only changed when she went into drug programs, like she learned a thing or two about herself and others.
I remember one time when she came out she said, “Everything I taught you every man will hate. The way you move, every man moves different, but I taught you how to be wise and think for yourself. Don’t let no man alter what’s real from fake. Some men don’t have the balls to stand up for themselves. So they let others tell them what to do or even how to live.”
She never ever told me a lie since she was alive. They really hate that she did what most moms don’t do now — she kept me away from fake vibes and dumb people by being hard on me like a father, kept it real like men should 100%. No half nothing..
I know this for sure: Being genuine and respectful can open up a lot of doors. Young people, try it. A hard head makes a soft ass. I had plenty of uncles — my mother’s brothers — they did a lot of 1-on-1 training with me, from thinking with your brain to how to read. I also developed that skill in jail. My uncles acted like my father but never showed no half-fake nothing. I know there is a Spirit watching over me I can feel
MY TEACHER !
