Return my phone.
Today, Deadasstho. Pronounced like Lupe Fiasco.
Whatever.
This whole thing is making me appreciate being alone more. I stepped out with my neighbor Marquis, and that's how I lost my phone. Or was I with Pa$tel...? Whatever. It equals the same thing.
Which means I need to be more "compassionate". More "understanding" to the hungry tummies in the hood. But if we're being honest, I don't have to be TOO concerned. In fact, I need to be PROTECTED. And because NO ONE is willing to take that cross and walk with it, I roam these dangerous South Central streets, ignoring the plea of all to pay attention to them.
Or it.
Where you at, LA?
King Charles music has been ROCKIN' YouTube. Don't worry about the numbers. People are listening. And Xarles dropped a fucking BANGER! The ETs boogied, ad the ET can boogie! Yet, as he enjoys his alien nation, is he still the King of The Human Underground?
The people say yes, the number say no.
Let's straighten it out, Illuminati.
Then again๐๐, I get it. You guys wanna keep me to yourself. How sweet it eeeis ta be luved bah YIU!!! Lol
Fuck man, that EBT can't come any sooner. Rent,
cigs, Google, food. And no donations (I'ma try). Grinding, y'all.
"Is he still King?"