They say you shouldn’t blow out your own incense, like all the wishes go away and I was taught to blow them out to bless the crowd and clap them out to banish.
I rarely ever choose banishes because I believe what you put in you get out.
And I’ve always said that about jobs and choosing a side in life.
I don’t believe in
Cutting Corners, they’re bound to expel.
And now my poor but excited about it song starts playing while I peruse my mind in thought.
Super Disco Breakin’ by Beastie Boys, ya have to know it if you’ve been following this long.
That’s my gotta make some money song and now its like “break out a device sam.” gotta write more. Reach me goals. Pursue. Make something I can cash out. But break blocking disco making flaking is the true way to live. Trust. You got it or didn’t. Bad Habits.