I got a gulp on my yoga pants, smacking up between the yoga stands, swinging my camera open, STAAAAAAAAN up! STAAAAAAAN up! I have to learn to smoke that opium! STAAAAAN up! Oh boy, the clothes he in, all of my walls are closed man, 5150 they trying to compute me just my number of business samosin, bruh bruh, smacking up back to bed again, I expect to back Z it next on my lap to bed. Should I re-upslep back to the whole song about I just moped it up in a mouth?