ive been singing the ‘I will kill you in your sleep so you’d better try to try to keep awake’ into the airvents for the past five minutes and my mom is going crazy because she cant find the source of the creepy music
update: she has called the neighbor over to help her
okay so im recording my voice singing it and putting it in the air vent os it can just keep playing
okay final update: im grounded
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
This line encapsulates othe concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?
"you can’t be dominican you’re too light"
"Oh, you’re mixed thats why you’re so pretty"
"If you’re Colombian do you sell coke?"
"you speak so well considering"
"you’re whiter than me!"
"are all your siblings from the same father?"
"I love your hair!"
*proceeds to run dirty hands into curls*