New day, new, you wake your way, only straws, straws, it's the Monday to fucking grab it to you.

Be mine.

Listen to me, I elaborate, daily wisdom from me, J.B. Smooth.

This is the one thing that I've learned in my life.

I learned this because I've partaken in a bunch of these situations.

Never trust someone that kisses with their damn eyes open.

Yes, sneaky and non-committal, I promise you.

Now, here's what's happening.

Why you're kissing them?

Those people are watching someone watching them kiss you to see that person's reaction.

Then what happens is this?

That same someone wants to tell you that that motherfucker you kissed had their eyes open while they were kissing you.

But you can't automatically believe them.

So the next time you kiss that motherfucker, you gotta open your eyes.

Open your fucking eyes to confirm that the person you're kissing is keeping their goddamn eyes open.

It's too much miles, it's too fucking much.

See, they got their eyes open while they're kissing you, looking around the fucking room at another motherfucker.

Make sure that motherfucker sees them kissing you.

And then that person tells you that this motherfucker was kissing you when his goddamn eyes open.

But you can't confirm the shit until you confirm the shit.

Now, you gotta kiss that motherfucker again.

He kissed you with his eyes open.

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