Ciroc

Sipping on that ciroc, drowning my thoughts in the music and abusing the moment. Letting it be known i am a pale reflection of my former self, my dedication a bit tipsy, stumbling and not up to par. How far will i go i wonder, can i maintain this flow and not blunder this *****like all the other things i transmit out. I guess not, his alcohol has me being delusional, and feeling agile. Bobbing and weaving to the next drink, shot one round one, shot tow round two, now i'm knocked out swearing i'm in a boxing match. I guess its just another catch-22 waking up in the morning feeling like pacquiao.