I'm back, but I wish I had better news.

You see, I was drinking and driving on my way here listening to take care, praying for more life and better views.

Now the good news is I still believe in love, but the bad news is the game is pretty messed up.

You see a lot of people be pretty, but be messed up.

And me, I turned 36 this year, so I'm at a fork in a row between I want to cry and I don't care.

But my therapist said I got to stop operating in extremes.

But I told her I'm tired of my village operating without his queen.

Plus my mom text me and said she's seeing grand babies in her dreams.

So now I got nightmares.

You think I want to be single?

All these talents wasted, put on hold like reservations, like reparations.

Be said they can't get eliminated until they get information.

So me, I be Jay Park and the Ray for the PJ minus the Becky waiting for any one of these guys that operate to the breast me.

So we could take flight.

We could take this woman with all her fears and all her flaws.

And we can make life.

I just pray she never previously put a heart in the hands of a man and then get asked for the job.

Because he either now she's going to be scared soon, going care. And I never asked for the problems.

I'm not going to be scared.

All right, that's it.

Welcome back to self care and show with my only honest you guys so much.

It's been a while since I talked to you.

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