July 18, 2010 – BananaClipse

Reunited: in the IE

Spent the past week in the IE. Chillin with the homies. Reunited with my alternate Indian family. B got me to try her delicious Indian cusine. I fucks with Indian foods now. Kinda. Got to see little Prab. She stole my heart about 4-5yrs ago. Sweet little girl missed me. Hadn’t seen her in over a year. And her mother informed me she missed me A LOT. And the homie said she constantly asked about me. Hopefully I’ll see her again sooner, next thing I know she’ll be gettin married.

The heat in the IE is outrageous! 100+ everyday. Victoria Gardens was a NO GO. And today I did something very beanerific. I attended the homie’s soccer game and we talked shop about the top players in Euro leagues (I’m a lowkey soccer fan, shhhhhh). Back to the heat. Once I got back LA the mid 80’s weather felt soooo much better than 105. Omg.

Forgot it took place, rememberin it all

En garde, bang bang it’s a war of the hearts
We could either make love or we could spar
Either way we hollerin out Good Lord!
Either one won’t solve the problem at all
Spent the first half tryin to get it on
Spent the last half tryin to get gone
“What’s wrong?”, “Nothin at all”
Watch ya head girl, that lie is too tall
Don’t go, eff it do what you want
I’m out the front door, I’m waitin on ya call
Forgot it took place, rememberin it all
Feel like forever, the moment’s so small
your eyes soft, ya go hard. your kiss warm,
Ya cold heart, fresh frost
I’m tryin to melt it off
Bags packed at home, lookin lost
Trippin out, endin up where you start
Carousel at the merry-go-park
Pretty horse, let me off
Shed a tear but I’m too tired to mourn
I, do it tomorrow, when ya gone
And ya can’t see me at all
Boulevard, love and hate, we at the cross
Buckle up, rough course, TAXI!