Matte black expectations
Been sitting in the car for like 10 minutes, just scrolling the gram. I got here early. Not because I’m pressed or anything, but I just didn’t want to feel like I had to rush. I never been on this street before but I just passed a whole line of cars. Can’t speculate, but that usually means some shit going down. I hear voices now too, but that could be anything. I’m chillin for now though.
It’s weird, everybody keep talking about this party, saying it’s supposed to be some off the wall shit. I don’t even remember who I heard that from. But you know how people be. Oh yeah, that’s where it was. I was scrolling the comments on the announcement post and it felt like everyone was talking it up. Two people on there said “bout to be party of the year.” That’s some funny shit. How y’all even know that, man? Maybe we get in here and it’s dry as shit. Maybe it’s just a normal night. Straight small talk for 3 hours. I don’t even be in the comments like that, but I figured I’d see what I was about to get myself into. Didn’t disappoint.
That’s the thing about these jawns man, they all end up the same. It’s only gonna go one of a few ways. Everyone trying to feel each other out, not saying nothing, just watching each other. That’s why I’m chillin. I can already see how they gonna be acting once they get in here. I brought a little bottle of my own, but it’s some shit I would normally drink anyway. Didn’t cost too much. Bet you if it ain’t fun in there, I’m gonna go right to the corner, grab my bottle and sip my own shit. Just like I’m at my own crib with it.
Speaking of which, I’m getting kinda sleepy just sitting here. I ain’t gonna lie. So lemme go in here before I get tired and want to skip out on this whole thing. Appreciate you always holding it down. I’ll probably be around later, since I doubt it really gets that crazy. I’ll talk to you soon. Be safe out here.
