Happiest of mornings my hot stoner moms! Todays jam has been on repeat in the Stoner Mom minivan. 3005 from Childish Gambino. Depressing lines over a deceptively happy beat pretty much equals a jam that I will like.
I used to care what people thought, but now I care more
I mean, nobody out here’s got it figured out
So therefore, I’ve lost all hope of a happy ending
Depending on whether or not it’s worth it, so insecure, no one’s perfect
We spend it with no shame, we blow that like Coltrane
We in here like Rogaine, or leave it like Cobain
This week is the last of the school year. By mid-week I will no longer have a kindergartener. Wow. Those babies are really growing up on me. Anyway mama’s, keeping on chugging. Summer is right around the corner!