“On the Ills of Insanity”
“On the Ills of Insanity” You should stop your insanity so that you can boast of your smooth style. Imagine you could simply stop being a loco, a sick-with-it street Sav. All of a sudden you become a good guy, a nice person. After a week of you not being a vida loca loco and confident that you can restrain yourself, you push the moment. Kickin it at La Raza Park, your homies Rooster, Joker, Payaso, and Smokey, drinking their beers, ask you: “Hey, what’s up, why aren’t you loco?” You respond, holding in all your arrogant insanity, “I quit … Continue reading “On the Ills of Insanity”
