’11

2011 is the year for them suckers to get their ones up, but its the year for me n mine to get our Ms up (Roman numerals). So, whether you waiting on a loved one to come home in twenty eleven, like T.I. people or my folks that’s deployed, or you mourning someone that already went home, R.I.P. Shanette, unk Dempsey, and all the other casualties of 2010, keep your head up and keep a higher power glorified in the new year.(Jesus, Muhammad or Moses there is but one God.) I pray this post and this New Year finds you well, and if you’re not going to be good, be good at it. Love to even the haters U G Royal- Gone!!!