It's summertime, and i am reminded once again of how much i LOVE Outkast. Southernplayalisticadillacmuzic is so fucking fresh i can't handle it.
Still been really busy with all the post production on my friend's film, as well as securing stuff for a video i'm shooting for a great band. this whole summer's been keeping me indoors, in small, dark rooms for too long. it sucks, but i'm doing what i think i love.
fuckin waaah.
this last week my life has strangely been surrounded by pidgeons. there's been a white pidgeon living outside on my fire escape all month, who i call Kingsley. He's always there. Then, a week ago, while smoking a dart in the kitchen, i saw a pidgeon get hit by a car while in midair. it hit the ground, and looked ok, but then started doing front flips all over itself for awhile until it laid on its back and died. it's still out there in the street, squashed, and i look right at it everytime i eat cereal. A couple days ago, i started hearing these weird noises outside the wndow in my room, and opened the blinds to find three pidgeons pecking at the glass for no apperent reason. they wouldn't even respond as i tried to scare them off. Also, earlier today, while riding my bike down Folsom, i saw this crazy asian homeless man, sitting on the sidewalk with his back against the wall laughing histerically while looking right at me, covered in pidgeons.
Alfred was right. they're comming.
anyways. i gotta do somemore writing.
have a good friday folks.
wordbillz
Still been really busy with all the post production on my friend's film, as well as securing stuff for a video i'm shooting for a great band. this whole summer's been keeping me indoors, in small, dark rooms for too long. it sucks, but i'm doing what i think i love.
fuckin waaah.
this last week my life has strangely been surrounded by pidgeons. there's been a white pidgeon living outside on my fire escape all month, who i call Kingsley. He's always there. Then, a week ago, while smoking a dart in the kitchen, i saw a pidgeon get hit by a car while in midair. it hit the ground, and looked ok, but then started doing front flips all over itself for awhile until it laid on its back and died. it's still out there in the street, squashed, and i look right at it everytime i eat cereal. A couple days ago, i started hearing these weird noises outside the wndow in my room, and opened the blinds to find three pidgeons pecking at the glass for no apperent reason. they wouldn't even respond as i tried to scare them off. Also, earlier today, while riding my bike down Folsom, i saw this crazy asian homeless man, sitting on the sidewalk with his back against the wall laughing histerically while looking right at me, covered in pidgeons.
Alfred was right. they're comming.
anyways. i gotta do somemore writing.
have a good friday folks.
wordbillz
y'all think i'm stupid cuz i shoots 'em up like cupid
and if you gave me a basketball, i'll show you how to shoot it
my head's polluted cause I'm zooted, bobbin to the bottom
if a pair of Jordan's came out, y'all figure that i got 'em
but no I don't because I don't be havin funds
the gold that i am wearin is really made out of bronze
it weighs a ton and makin my neck turn green
and i got a criminal record that will never come clean
oh, and it seems that i make babies like a rabbit
and then never taking care of them has just become a habit
i grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
y'all could not be just like me if y'all was my twin