"In
high school, I had this black composition
notebook
where I used to write down a list of goals:
weekly goals, monthly ones, yearly ones, and one for my whole
life.
In there I had:
get a record deal;
have a number one song;
have a platinum album;
get a shoe line and clothing line;
invent a dance everyone would do;
get my mom out the hood;
even little things like get a real watch or do all my
homework.
One day, I left the notebook in class and this dude found it.
He read it out loud in front of everybody when I wasn’t
there,
trying to embarrass me.
Mark my words, a year later,
everything in that book had come true.
I got the last laugh."
- Soulja Boy.