Lucas
Listening to the voice of Drake as he poured out the lyrics of God's plan, had me shaking my head. I used my index finger as a drumstick as I lightly tapped the steering, matching the rhythm of the song as I waited for the traffic light to permit us passage.
Tomorrow may not be the D-Day, but it is the day that I will whisper words of temptation like the snake in the garden of Eden. Suddenly happy, I increased the volume of the song, shouting on top of my voice. Bad thingsIt's a lot of bad thingsThat they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' wishin' on meBad thingsIt's a lot of bad thingsThat they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin'They wishin' on meYuh, ayy, ayy (ayy)
The light changed to green and I stepped on it, still shouting.She say, "Do you love me?" I tell h
