Liquid Confidence

They told me I was the man. You see, usually, I'm the shy quiet type or just a habitual "cut" chiller but tonight my swag was drippin. My wears were too fly and the music too right. My man Grey would pop up from the bar looking clean as hell in his fresh blues talking about," damn son, she staring, go holla." I'm good, I said. Jose and Johnny came through as the bartender turned her back. "What you mean kid?" "Stop playing games and do you" Fine, fine.... Now little did I realize in all the conversation that her man was the burly dude next to her. Never really saw the fist heading my way as put my hand on her waist. My people just disappeared on me. Only things holding me down are my black eye and this hangover.... Thought I was that nigga tonight.....at least that's the way the liquor tell it....



TG