You too. So, feel like I leave from the match once again. So, check this. I was looking through my documents and I came across this promo. It's an old promo. So, I was feeling that I was looking at it and I thought this is a pretty good pump. And I'm pretty sure all of y'all can relate to this. You know, like, I have brothers out there who change up from a good guy to a bad guy. I guess just about there, they change up from a good girl to a bad girl. It's basically a promo that's called Reformed. I'm gonna let you hear it. I'm gonna stop running away from these feelings because my emotions to revealing all this blood. All this blood I'm spilling got me taking drinks and staring at the ceiling. I'd rather be sitting back and piffing but I know you doing something different. You ain't love me from the beginning so I started from the end. I told you I'm tired of pretending. I guess you're tired of defending. So, we move on to another ending. We no longer in this game. I still hear you calling my name and I feel as though all these were not the same. They lose you. They lose you. They just need someone to claim. Maybe before I ain't have my cane but now I drink bottles going insane. I guess we lose our heart more than we gain. If I had a choice, I'd do you a game. It's so lame. But you was the only bitch worthy enough to claim. When I think that's a shame because you was the only grain. There's more in the bowl and you were the devil. You're selling yourself. I'm telling that I left you exposed because once you got a taste, it was no more letting you go. I'll tell all these girls I love them. They seem. But you're the only one I love. I say I love you and I need. Well, and I made a trade. Taking you off of my team. But we never stay in the red lights. It's always turns green. Well, I just need this green to keep living the dream. But your memories keep slipping through these seams. It seems to be nothing I wanted but everything I need. I just can't believe. Well, you're no longer with me. I just want to know, was I the best? Because at least then I can move on with my hair from my chest. Telling me to keep up the rest. Because I know when I see you, I ain't getting no rest. Because memories will swarm and your feelings will swarm. But I have you in my heart and only cause harm. Something I thought you never do. You say you're doing good. Well, I think I'm doing better too. There's the door. I'm so glad to get rid of you. I kicked these holes out and they never have a clue. Hope you're feeling good. Because my face is turning blue. I just thought I should write this before I break my form into now it's do or die. Because your love was my suicide. I hope it moves you and forces you to cry. This is the last of me. So I force you to say goodbye. I sit down, put my shades on. I'm no longer Cali. Listen, just call me Tasha. And that's how it goes. So yeah, comment, you have subscribe. Little short poem for you. It was only like a little page at page. Maybe listen, check this. Definitely in comment though. Comment. Skryde, tell me what you think because you know, I need that. I need that. You all push me on. You all make me go farther. I don't care. But I know everybody can relate to these poems that I write. Even if these are old. Like I said, this is a year old but I wrote this. This is what I do. Policies. Alright, so I definitely hit me back up and say, why Cali? You know, you know, you know, you know, you're Facebook. You should buy us the polarity. You know, you know, you're Facebook, Facebook, Facebook, Facebook. I get at you. Alright, one.