Walking into your way is not stopping any sound right now. We are stirred up and it is nice for us to loud our way. Hey nigga!
What are you - white trash?
What are you - a black mango?
What are you - a tired hadder?
What are you - a fine tuned piano?
I love you and you love me, so why are we speaking our Truth right now? For now, you are loud. We are too. So when you get quiet, we will too. Namaste