There’s this episode of SpongeBob where he starts crying because he doesn’t want to be an adult anymore and just wants his grandma to make him cookies. That’s exactly how I feel right now.
People that think I’m super nice and non confrontational don’t understand that it’s because I like them and they haven’t done anything to warrant any other treatment and as long as they stay there, they’ll never know any other version of me. So much so that if someone told them a story of my madness, they’d call that person a liar.
Tems bro, Imagine going from being a bank contract staff to getting a Wizkid feature then landing on a Drake album, and finally performing for Barack & Michelle Obama.
All in a space of 5 or 6 years. What a story!