just woke from a cra cra dream,
was hanging out at the pad with team patriot.
mf were trying to trip on my pad, we were big strapped.
guy was trying to smash through the baroom. we had him on the x hard. he was like fucket "im commin in" zombie shit.
break, im hanging out with POTUS eating n shit. He's splaining all this leverage stuff he is under.
Break we hang out in a pool burb, not the beast, can't remember what we talked about. I hoster up, we exit the vehicle, im like wth I'm rollin' yankee gold now.
Then I wake up and make up for my cardio I missed yday.
Ah fucket, clear the house and see if we need a baker.
a day in the life.
wwg1wga!