Eat your values long enough and your tongue will lose its taste. No taste means no reference and then where the fuck you’ll be? Sometimes I’m just bigheaded for the sake of connecting with chu clouds up there. Yeah, I see chy’all.
xxi. Gentlemen, beautiful ladies, look no further for the good life. Its not under the rock. Its not in the disembodied shadow. I’m sipping pure pineapple puree from the hands of a cute little flight attendant up on Ethiopian air. Yeah I still gots the dirty blood. Yeah I still gots the unclean alcohol heart thump yeah yeah bladdy blah. I’m not immature, just aware of neck that Wu Tang told me to protect.
Now we’re floating our way to Zanzibar to drink the blue ocean. We’re standing on cliffs saluting the world because we can. I’m see through, reaching to infinity boo. You should see my smile now, it knows everything. I’m balls to the wall, buck wild, balls out, balls deep in secrets your dick pokes toward in the morning. Welcome to the skyways of Ethiopia Air. All night we’re chasing our pilgrimage in our heads, to ourselves, and we’re frowning. Lighten up kiddo. It’s an adventure Gandi would kill for and we’re living it. Good morning. Let me wake you up and make the