“this time won’t you save me
this time won’t you save meeee”
—oneway — my fam — my supporters — my fake friends — my real friends — the girls who forgot about me — the girls who recognize me quicker than i can recognize them — my doubters — the dubious thugs — the same bums — the same herbs — the believers — the strangers i haven’t met yet — my new and improved sister (thank god) — my discerning mother — the bullshit part of my family that comes and visits “fuck occupy wall street, stop occupying my room” — the ghosts — the spirits i still visualize at night — my younger self — the trophies i forgot about — the pictures — the facial hair i once was never able to grow — my love — my hate — my everything. In other words, my HOME: QUEENS mothafuckin NY. But then again, New Paltz, I’ll see you tomorrow, we got some unfinished business I’d like to discuss. Finishing my second mixtape that’s coming out December 7th. Late Night Drive. I might be alone, but I prefer it that way, for now, at least.
