we all have something that doesn’t work when we need it to.
it could be:
your bawdy KNOW you got that event to go to,
something don’t fit when it should.
you can’t call out of work,
but that one time you need to be healthy,
you on your death bed.
you was trying to drop the whole dick off in someone,
but the one time you was trying to show tf out,
the dick ain’t getting hard
it could be some of that,
but my skin loves to explode with acne at the wrong time.
i got invited to meet ari lennox today.
she was in the city after attending “black girl’s rock” last night.
i’m a huge fan and play “shea butter baby” religiously.
so i met with her,
we spoke on some real chill shit,
and i told her that i’m obsessed with “new apartment“.
sidebar: I needs this to be a video
life should be good,
as i settled into “cloud 9” of meeting one of my favs.
i don’t know what led me to look at my facial in my phone camera.
I had an invasion of whiteheads all over my chin and the right side of my cheek
i felt like i wanted to die on the spot after seeing that.
there i was all in ari’s face,
someone i really like,
and my own face was at its most disrespectful.
i was speaking to people ALL DAY.
when i left the house,
i was good.
what happened between then and now was the devil’s work.
i hope the next time i meet her,
my shit is clean,
and under control.
lowkey: they really lied to us talmbout acne stops after teenage years.
just lied to our faces with that shit.