Road Life….the new retro ones are so HARD. I’m happy as fuck to have them.
At first I thought in terms of it, like you had to have it…like you couldn’t connect without it….wasn’t my fault tho’..we are all slaves to it (well those who’ve had it) actually can’t say whose fault it is I
thought like that..can’t remember who mislead me. Friends? Fam? Environment? TV? can’t call it. When I was 12 all my friends had it and I hadn’t..and you weren’t a man until you got it….so I chased it. Didn’t catch it till I was 16, didn’t feel accomplished tho..in pursuit of it I lost my self in the matrix…I popped the red pill, ate the fruit so to speak and I knew all that need not be known….I walked into the prison with bars made of flesh. I served 5 years in that prison of perpetual self induced heartbreak….until she set me free, My father sent her to me to set me free.
Stop fuckin’ caking on social networks…shit looks weak and annoying.
She done took my full attention, lets see how this one goes….