Dude was telling me about his relationship issues.
I wish I could help.
Me: “Word? That’s what’s up. Word? That’s what’s up?”
When in reality, honestly, I just wanna hang out when I want to. Not text back. Never talk on the phone… and f**k when I feel like it.
“This is a song that makes me
Spill out all my guts, sometimes
Sometimes, I wish I wasn’t me
Sometimes, I wish I was drug free
Sometimes, wish I saw the exit sign first
Sometimes, wish I knew the truth without searchin'”
Bilal, “Sometimes,” from 1st Born Second, 2001