I be illin’

Did you miss me? Okay, don’t answer that.
I’ve been on hiatus, sort of… somehow I was volunteered to participate in this. The stomach pain was so intense, it can only be described with imagery.
While being injected with my third dose of morphine (real talk, big up St Paul’s ER), this track here was looping in my head.
“Can’t nobody hooooold me down, ooooh no. I got to keep on mooovin!”













Whoa! Glad, you made it. You probably lost a lot of weight to regain now…. that’s more fun to do than being host to vicious bacteria.
Get well soon. Morphine was worth the cost of admission though eh?
morphine is supposed to give you wicked fever dreams. write that shit down. get well, blog bro.