I had the most epic dream last night and I want to tell the whole internet about it. First, I need to set a few things up so you’ll really get the gist of why it’s so epic.
- My mother, grandfather and uncle are dead
- I was in a band for a few years, we were popular and our music got played on local radio
- I love cats, yet I am terribly allergic
- I love kendrick lamar
- Britney Spears is a hero to me, simply for being balls out about her mental breakdown in the 2000′s.
Okay. Here we go.
I dreamed that I was behind the scenes at a Britney Spears concert with my dude Mikal. We were laughing and joking and drinking Britney’s champagne and gettin’ muthafuckin’ WAYSTED. Good times, y’all.
Britney was pretty sober and she was performing a song I’d never heard before and looked great. She was also attached to a long sliver, sparkly sail tail. Like, it was a thick sheet of fabric attached to her back and it came away from her like a tail, but it was attached to, like… marinaette strings. They were there in case she was like, really fucked up and needed support to stand.
Britney’s show is over, and then I get on stage and I’m like hell yeah let’s hear it for mothafuckin britney spears y’all! The crowd freaks the fuck out.
Then I’m like, okay y’all I have a suprise for you. And then I was like, “MY FRIEND KENDRIC LAMAR IS HERE!”
So I walk out to stage front, it extends and raises up to a stage with couches and a balcony. Kendrick comes out on stage with some of his friends that Mikal and I did not happen to see backstage, but I introduced myself to them anyway.
Then. Y’all. I just started fucking freestyle singing this JAMMIN ASS TUNE and the house band kept the beat up, and kendrick started freestyling over it. It was bananas, y’all. The crowd was literlally freaking out, screaming, I was high fiving.
Then I was thinking to myself, damn this song is good, I should write down these lyrics and record it (in this dream).
So I turn around to where kendrik’s friends were sititng on the couches and I found my bed instead, from when I lived with my mom here in Lousiville. I grabbed my notepad and she yelled for me.
I went downstairs and suddenly I was in my grandfather’s house. She was cleaning some shit and there were these aDORABLE brown kittens there. My uncle was in the livingroom talking shit, and my grandfather was looking for bleach in the kitchen to help my mom clean.
Cats kept coming in and out of the house, and when I went outside to find the rest of my brown kittens, I was on the block where I grew up in philly, where our house faced the ass of other houses and a “park” with gravel on the ground.
Then I woke up and was like. That shit was fucking epic.