“On The Rocks” Review: Of Right Aesthetics & A Lot Of Horseshit Just Pouring From Mouths Like The Victoria Falls
All that smoke, how does that not equate to fire?
All that smoke, how does that not equate to fire?
J. Cole’s hunger for the throne has not subsided. He doesn’t want you to tell him that he’s the best, he wants to prove it.
Boy, don’t you be a fool to think we’ve truly achieved equality in every sense, because that’s a fool’s paradise.
One can imagine the countless sleepless nights she had to live through, the tossing and turning bred out of frustration.