friday night and i am on the run from myself again, its hard cuz' i already know where i am gonna hide, so hence the stress, i choose pistols over pussy tonight cuz i am tired of being fucked with and i seem to be having problems with fucking, so hence the anger mangement mantra that is on replay in my mind, so anyway i should just drive to the beach and blow off some steam, but i am broke and my car has no license plates and i am possibly having problems with the law but i'm not sure cuz' i can't get a hold of my lawyer so i am unsure about there being a warrant and i am sick of it all, so to speak, but that is the big and small of it, boring mental breakdown shit, hope all y'all have a better time than this, and if you owe me you better know me, cuz' ya knew me when ya blew me, homie, and now i am paying back favors, as dj quick would say...tonight...
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maybe the glue I provided was only an illusion...
sorry about yoru state of mind yo, i'm kinda right there with you. too much stress. school stress, boy stress, drug stress...ugghhh. if your misery wants company i'm it.