My thoughts are cluttered. Meaning, there are so many things I want to say (and am saying) that... it's hard to get it all out. I don't know where to begin, and I don't know if I'll end. I have been in a renaissance of sorts here in LA. My beats have more bars that I do, however. I think that's how Snoop and Dre did it. They BLACKED in the production process, just leaving Snoop to... just be himself.
Which, in this case, is gangsta.
I am listening to The Bipolar Sunshine. It's great, but I can tell I need to rest. Like earlier today, I was trying to find a record and was STUMPED. I had to take a nap, to reset my console.
Who thinks video game talk is corny?
I can TURN YOU OFF with music/musician talk.
My man Billionaire Dre hooked me up with some new kicks. My LA Uptowns are COOKED. But I WILL NOT be walkin the streets on the regular with these. Special occasions of which I gotta step out to.
I might take a nap right now, as a matter of fact. Gotta get up in a few hours anyway. Prepare myself for Live @ 12!!!
The Bipolar Sunshine.
The Bipolar Sunshine.
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Oh yeah! Expect it soon!!! Shouts to DJ Enjetic.
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Oh yeah! Expect it soon!!! Shouts to DJ Enjetic.
#reborn