I’m so locked in and doing so good that a nigga don’t really have no business being in my face unless he giving me every thing I want when I want it like I do for myself. Ion rlly care for all the extras.
No drink, no sides, just straight animal on metal tray and glass sauce bowls like he brought them out of his house. Cracking and slurping the carcass of a majestic sea beast in the condensed silence of his Nissan. Fogging up the windows.