It Was All Good Just A Day Ago
It Was All Good Just A Day Ago
6-8-25
Like the title says, it was all good just a day ago. Or was it? Sometimes we give people the benefir of the doubt. Maybe because we've known them a long time, and loyalty sets in. And you seem to only see the good in people and ignore or tolerate all the bullshit. Sometimes its ok. When you hope they change tho, its not worth it. People don't change. Life can tho. Quick.
2 "closest" "homiez" tried to team up last nite. Not goin into all the details for the public. Politics mostly... And egos. And alcohol. Is that really an excuse tho? I've know them since like 6 and the other since like 9.
How would you feel if he ran inside and threatened to call the cops. While his mom runs out from the next house with a stick to defend his bitch ass. What a punk. And Tr... Turtle. Is a bitch for instigating then saying "I don't wanna fight." Sure after it almost went down. I still held both them both back at the same time while they tried.
And don't make me remind'em what happened last time Miho's bitchass punched me...
So the moral of the story is, trust nobody. The friends closet to you are a liability. They will bring you down and keep you down. On purpose. I could sense the doubt, jealousy, and hate whenever I brought up music. Not listening to music that's fine. Making music tho. They're like "whatever..."
Maybe they want you to stay down to stay around.... You think they'd wanna help build shit up and go along on the journey, but you can't wait for nobody. Get your mind right. or get left behind.
Not the first pass given to the main sucker. You won't see me with Miguel's bitch ass no more. I still respect his fam, and wish them all the best. But Adios. Farewell. Siraynara. See Ya. Peace. (Not like most em haven't "secretly" not wanted me around anyway. I'm not dumb...)
Lets see the track record.
1. Both of them left me in a hotel room alone after I passed out from dehydration. Late summer day in the fire smoke and had been drinkin before a concert. They left, more worried about the show. That they missed anyway haha.
2. Miguel left me at a bar in Seattle. I had to walk 5 hours in a city I don't know at 3am. With no directions or phone. Battery gone.... I chose one way and I just kept walking. God (and a few late night people) helped lead me back to the cathedral we were stayin next to.
3. Pitbull concert. Him starting fight. Then runs to call cops.... That story is too much for now....
4. Oh and yellin at his sister yesterday in front of everyone over some chicken. Real cool.