What's Goin' On, Iman: No Rhyme or Reason. Just Words.

Description

Sometimes, life doesn't need a topic. Sometimes you just fucking go with it. I eat good food. I go to cool places. I drink all the drinks. I fucking LOVE words. All words. And music. I swear a lot. I love my mama. I can't stand people. I love people. How do people...people. And why? I want to talk about all of this. Right now.