Being rude to me unprovoked really wakes up the menace buried deep inside. Like I choose to live my life on cutie patootie juice but it’s some four loko back here somewhere. Let’s be very clear
Once i mentally separate myself from a situation you'll never get the same me again. I'm somebody you gotta do right by the first time around because my mental detachment doesn't allow reconnection. Especially because at my age it's hard to make sense out of another grown person trying to play in my face, I can't connect those dots.