So yeah. 36 hours of The Hamiltonization Process and the finest LA weed. I am left speechless. One song from this era that left me cold and full of tears was "Honesty Box", off #Intervention. It ate at me, because I only really converse with 2 of my "niggas" from that song's era. And who I wanted to share the glory of being a signed recording artist, I inevitably did, but it was almost too late.
I have no problem investing into the crafts of my loved ones. I was gonna buy one of my homies and SP 404, because of his admiration of one DiBia$e. Not that the notion would go unrecognized or un-reciprocated, but I have worthy investments I can make on myself to make me as much of a champion as I see them.
You can't get mad at me for that, *drKiwi*.
I had a good time with the music I introduced you to me with. Now that I can look back with red eyes of green, I know I left you with good grooves and good vibes. That's more than what's being offered, anywhere else. Maybe my vibes got a little more spiteful and "catty" (I don't think anyone is as sexy as me, despite how ugly I feel), but it's all coming from a genuine, regal place.
How I feel about me should only hurt those hoping to take advantage.
I'll be around.
#CzH
#phenomenal
