love, Winslow
love, Winslow
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(HI, ME 5₵)
a meditative channel | acoustic parallel to: lovewinslow.co
I study the mind, and graduated with an interdisciplinary degree in Cognitive Science, Behavioral Studies, and Humanities. I pursued graduate studies in applied behavioral analysis and cognitive sciences, and then my life basically became fast car, by Tracy Chapman.
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Focuses on mental health, personal growth, and historical insights with episodes discussing the benefits of sauna therapy for mental well-being and revealing surprising historical parallels, as exemplified in episodes discussing Thanksgiving history and the spirit of the Mayflower, all while aiming to inspire listeners to choose love in their everyday lives.

(HI, ME 5₵)
a meditative channel | acoustic parallel to: lovewinslow.co
I study the mind, and graduated with an interdisciplinary degree in Cognitive Science, Behavioral Studies, and Humanities. I pursued graduate studies in applied behavioral analysis and cognitive sciences, and then my life basically became fast car, by Tracy Chapman.
to quote Lil' Wayne, Weezy F BABY | aka THE GOAT.
”I'm ME–
love,
WINSlow
PS: it seems like it's just a funny ”diss”
uhh: they have ALREADY PROVEN that the chemicals in the drinking water emasculate the average/modern man lmfaoooo (double check: top toxin in our drinking water: IS in fact estrogen. While it may be natural,
what's NOT natural: is the amount of women taking birth control, and they still gotta pee
and ain't no filtration system (that the city is budgeting for, or offering its people, generally, unfortunately) able to actually get that out– so drinking from the tap IS drinking leftover birth control piss, whether or not y'all wanna accept that.
Call me dehydrated, or recognize I am cautious. Whole time: your opinion of me HAS MORE TO DO WITH YOU, than me.
and now WE GROW (aka: fuck it, we ball
PPS: The ground shall break when they bury him—bury him?
I know one day they got to bury him
Better lock my casket tight, baby, so I don't let the Devil in
People, it's just me and my guitar
Yeah, bitch, I'm heavy metallin'
You can get the fuckin' Led Zeppelin
Niggas is bitches, bitches, I think they full of estrogen
And we hold court and take your life for a settlement
Yes, I am the best—and no, I ain't positive, I'm definite
I know the game like I'm reffin' it
This is Tha Carter, Tha Carter 3, the New Testament
And I'm the God, and this is what I bless 'em with
Chorus]
Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, so who you?
You're not me, you're not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire
Yeah, Junior
[Verse 2]
It's Cash Money over everythang
It's in my blood, I feel it runnin' in every vein
I'm from the mud, I am a missile like a Scud
What's really good, I'm 'bout that ruckus like Fudd
And I stayed on my flo' at Cash Money, like a rug
Tied to the fuckin' Birdman like a lug
And dear Mr. Ronald Williams
To you I shall forever give thanks like a pilgrim
Cash Money million-heir to the throne
Goin' at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over bitches, my niggas trust my senses
And I will take a dasher as the Lord is my witness
And you all have witnessed, but I am not finished
So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen
[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me
Baby, I'm me, so who you?
You're not me, you're not me
And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire
I know that ain't fair, but I don't care
I'm still a motherfuckin' Cash Money Millionaire, bitch
[Verse 3]
Last year they had the Grammy's and left me in Miami
Sleepin' on a nigga like I'm rappin' in my jammies
I'm rappin' when you sleep
I was rappin' when you were in jammies
Mel Gibson flow, Lethal Weapon, book 'em, Danny
I'm a monster, I tell you, Monster Wayne
I have just swallowed the key to the House of Pain
Now I'm stuck here to deal with the house's pain
Fuck with me, I will peel like the house's paint—let's go!
Niggas don't wanna see me ‘cause I'm better in bold
The only time I will depend is when I'm 70 years old
That's when I can't hold my shit within, so I shit on myself
‘Cause I'm so sick and tired of shittin' on everybody else
I try to tell you like I'm sayin' somethin'
I'm from the Dirty like the bottom of my pants cuff
And now nothin' gonna stop me, so just envy it
Hey, I'll accept a friendly quit, ha ha
[Chorus]
[Outro]
The hottest under the sun (who dat?)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man
And you already know that, pimpin'
Cash Money Records, where dreams come true
(Who dat?) Somebody gon die tonight
And you already know that, pimpin'
Aye, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang
“I’m Me” (originally known as “1000 Degreez”) was slated to be the opening track to Lil Wayne’s sixth studio album

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