oh.. oh no..

i’ve gotta listen 2 rubber soul but it’s so late that i’m gonna do it 2mrw morning

very excited

thats the first album post cannabis introduction

SZA and PND in your top artists, I respect it

chino is a genius man

im not super familar with crosses new stuff

this will change this evening

welcome brother

as we march to mosque with ardor
accosted with this constant barrage of nonsense
common sense isn't always all that common, is it?
it's hard to absolve the consequences
the bigger they are, the harder they fall, it's monolithic
a man without sauce can be lost
but that same man can still be lost in the sauce
ha. ha. ha. ha.
i had an awesome ménage à trois at mardi gras
Kamikaze, Nagasaki, sort of a connoisseur
for the story of art of war, there's a party next door
with 2 shorty's on the ballroom floor, one looked like
Ariana, she smelled like black cherry, blueberry
cranberry, raspberry
her hair was strawberry blonde
the vibe was so very calm
the other had short hair like Halle Berry
brown & sexy, as proud as penny
we formed a bond, but we won't remember this manaña
a prissy prima donna
she smelled like sticky marijuana
she listened to nirvana & maybe s*** like lady gaga
it made me miss my crazy b**** ass baby momma
pending cases, f*** the drama
send praises up to Allah

la. la.

i've spent many minutes
reminiscing you —
i have sentimental premonitions
even if this s*** just isn't true —
you love me with conditions
underneath suspicions
what it means to be
infinitely spiritual —
mirrors broken
sitting here just wishing
no scissors for these ribbons
all of these senseless inhibitions getting through —
a bunch of indecisions
crushed from cynicism, unwanted criticism
what if this is prison?
sick of b****es & these f***in niggas too —
full of bitterness & ridicule
my cup is full of purple
my sweet jolly rancher baby
i don't wanna hurt you
i’m falling, can you save me?
too many squares trying to gain
alignment in my circle

as depthless as my debts to society
i had me a cigarette
to fix my inhibitions
i can't move, i hit eject
help me, i’m dying please
panic attack kicked in faster than expected
i felt worthless, yep —
damn, i need a therapist
a b****** from conception
damn, i need a therapist
my dad is an embarrassment
damn, i need therapist
a man so full of arrogance
damn, i need a therapist
i won't be attending that funeral
damn, i need a therapist
i'll be happy when he's buried, s***…
damn, i need a therapist
happy that my parents split
damn, i need a therapist
i've danced with grief & carelessness
damn, i need a therapist
it's sad when my prayers are missed
damn, i need a therapist
i can’t believe i’m sharing this
damn, i need a therapist

save me

its time.

ok ruckus now we’re cooking

i love this album so much lol

greatest there ever was