This one situation where I wanna support but just get conflicted. A cop kill yo son, you kill a random cop. Which is also understood cause they’ll randomly kill us BUT you never know how good of a person the other cop was. What if he was a good guy? But also what if he wasn’t.
Six years ago today…A dead battery, a longboard, a bottle of cran-raspberry, and Fleetwood Mac’s “Dreams.” That’s all it took. No bit, no brand deal, just a morning commute that made a hard year feel lighter. Mick Fleetwood got on a board for it. The song charted again. People are still riding that same stretch of road in their heads.
Still vibing with you, Dogg. Aho.