yep. me.

Well…here we are. Just me and you. This is awkward. You’re sitting there, filled with curiosity and excitement. Anxious. Anxious to find out just who I am. You’re ready to read about the the pain, the fortune, the magic. And here I am, head hanging low, riddled with shame. Ashamed because I cant give you what you want.  And why? Because I hate rapper bio’s. They’re the most god-awful works of literature ever. And by “ever,” I mean, “Remember last week? Yeah, rapper bio’s were stupid then. Oh, you know what happens next year? Yeah, rapper bio’s will still be stupid.”  I truly am sorry. If you never want to speak to me again, I’ll totally understand. *sigh* One day, I’ll learn to be less selfish. For you. Because…I care.

My name is Haji P. Sometimes I write raps. Sometimes I write blogs.