n*gga got duped by the rat-race propaganda peddlers lol how's that workin out for ya, imma go ahead & expand on dat
i 'member mentioning this very point to my x, about that very band, that very insidious message, maybe even that very song. she wasn't havin it, she was like w/e, it's a song. meanwhile adopting a nasty little pomeranian that a demented ghetto family neglected was at the front of her mind. cant expect someone ensnared in petty distraction to resonate with an esoteric musing like that, i suppose. mm.. yeah.. yea this was the same nite we went out & got some funky honey-covered pizza at a gimmicky bklyn pizzeria. saw wyatt cenac waitin to get inside like a sucker. & on the way back to the apt i 'member it was one of the first times i had ever spoken to anyone about trump, probly one-a the first days i even knew he was running, & i told 'er, i said, "yknow, i dont mind if he wins the whole thing" & she got all flustered & frustrated & remarked how sum1 at work was pro-trump & it trigert her. oooh-hoh-hoooo how im laffen today.
ohh boy im laffen today