Peace for Pyros

Hello my comrads. I haven't really written anything about anything important in years, so I'm not gonna start now. I'm about to embark on a journey to NYC tomorrow to perform at Voodoo Lounge. I'm excited because you can actually do hip hop shows in NYC without dirty looks from club owners which seems to be the case in most of New Jersey. A lot of my friends live in New York so i'll probably be drinking a lot. My favorite city in the world is Cabo San Lucas. My second is probably New York. Yeh it's expensive, but most places don't really pat you down so you can bring a bottle of whiskey in with you. I love how a draft beer usually costs more than the entree to the venue hosting 5 or 6 dope ass acts (well usually you get 3 good ones and 3 shitty ones but who am i to judge). I encited a riot the other night when some subhuman slimeball cut my set short so he could play the newest from Drake and Lil Wayne. Nothing pisses me off more than a bunch of people who won't let two people fight each other so they feel the need to attempt to break it up only leading to a much larger fight than original. To make a long story short instead of allowing me to fight the DJ one on one i had gigantic ex football players holding me back, which led to shoving, which led to two seperate brawls and multiple arrests. If they weren't so ANTI-violent from the beginning way less violence would have happened. And i'm not some wanna be tough guy or anything, I just get shitted on for bein a small dude so i occassionally need to fight because i don't have the luxury of being 6'2 250 where people will automatically not fuck with you. Anyway it was besidesthat a sick party and I'msick of blogging peace