i couldn’t sleep last night.
tossed and turned.
i let this “kerry rhodes/the roasted peanut” get to me.
filled with anger and sadness,
every time i closed my eyes,
i was awakened with a nightmare.
today i’m exhausted.
we meet people who try to befriend us,
or even love us.
what happens when it turns out to be all a lie?
they use those moments,
the ones we thought we shared of happiness and good times,
to fan the flames of a scandal?
laying in bed,
lights on at 3am,
i couldn’t help but wonder…
Was it all a lie?
peanut knew what he was doing.
i think that’s what pisses me off the most.
any one of us,
in his shoes,
would have reacted differently if dumped.
you don’t pull someone out the closet like that.
the foxhole knows that.
his reasoning is that he is mad kerry denied him to the public.
didn’t you already know this when you moved onto 31 kerry rhodes?
it’s not like he didn’t know what the deal was.
he even said he cropped kerry out of pictures because it was no one’s business.
so if you knew all this,
why act brand new in these interviews?
this situation will also make it hard on “us“.
anyone i meet,
or is even interested,
will now think twice in fear of being “peanutted“.
we could say it won’t,
but for right now,
any baller wolf will be on guard.
i’m not a peanut by far.
never been; never will.
a fox likes nice things and nice places,
but i’m not interested in fame.
i don’t want to use someone to achieve fame either.
i want to build with someone to create greatness.
he is doing his thing.
i’m doing mine.
we come together and create the sort of power people dream about.
when i woke up this morning,
dragging and completely out of it,
all i could think about is being “peanutted“.
we are also not exempt from being in kerry’s situation.
“peanuts” don’t always have to look/act like that.
to be a peanut means you have a character flaw.
it means taking something common,
building it up and showing it another side of life,
and then him/her turning on you.
that person could be the man/woman of your dreams,
your friend who is smiling up in your face right now,
or even someone who is blood.
“trust no one” is it?
is that the new motto?
not even the people we fall in love with?
do we always have to be on guard?
should everyone in our lives sign a contract to protect our secrets?
i had to ask…
How can you avoid being “peanutted”?
lowkey: i do have to applaud the bitch.
he didn’t deserve any of that.
i can go ahead and bag: