Today Tomorrow

that’s just something to do when there’s nothing to do.

Blazing-fast image creation – using just your voice. Try Grok Imagine.

Tell ‘Em What They Wanna Hear.

boxes of free jordan like i play for north carolina

cal raleigh: coolest name in baseball.

i know that ain’t who i think it is.

welcome to the black parade by my chemical romance and blackest in the room by freddie gibbs are the same song

kodak black gave us cardi b, super gremlin, lamar jackson, and carried on mr morale. praying my goat gets sober.

when goldmouth threw ray’s lifeless body over his shoulder after giving him the beats in the movie life. and you just hear ray whisper “he ain’t eating my cornbread” to claude. that whisper is essentially where drake is with this lawsuit. lifeless and late.

you can tell dennis wasn’t around to help raise drake because aubrey clearly has no concept of a black father angrily pleading with him to “stop crying before i give you something to cry about”.

now watching ‘98 Honda by Niles.

a new york nine’s an everywhere else six, time wise, the opposite goes for chicks.

if my kid told me they wanted to be a politician for halloween, i’d politely decline and put them up for adoption the next day.

going for the dodgers while living in san francisco feels illegal.

kinfolks in Carolina

RT @yungcontent: HANG IT IN THE LOUVRE

there’s a world we can visit if we go outside.

Nothing Really Matters. At All.