Welcome back to the basement yard. It is Monday, May 9th, 2016 and I know I missed last week. Don't fucking kill me.

All right. I thought I was gonna do it, but I felt like shit that day. I felt sick.

So I didn't do it. And then I was like, I'll probably put one out tomorrow on Tuesday. And that shit didn't happen either.

And then I didn't want to put one out Wednesday either because of whatever.

Um, so I skipped a week. I'm a piece of garbage. I know. All right. Don't kill me.

Jesus, I'm coughing. See? I'm trying to kill me.

It was just one week. Let me go. Um, but yeah, I feel like shit. I wasn't even like actually sick. I was just like lazy sick.

Like you ever get like just like you just lay around all day and you're like, I just, I just feel like

I don't want to do anything. And you feel like you're gonna throw up for like four hours. I don't know, man.

I just felt like someone took a shit inside me. Like that's what it felt like. It was so weird.

Um, it's, I don't know. When I lay around like that, I just feel like shit at the end of the day.

There's those who do it all the time. Like in elementary school, high school, any type of schooling.

If in the morning, I would like fake sick all the time. At least I want to say four times a month. I would fake sick.

And three out of those four times, I'd be like, mom, I don't feel good today. And she's like, I don't give a fuck.

And she'd drop an elbow on my eye socket and send me to school with a black eye. But the one time

that it would work every month was dope. Like it would be cool for like the first hour.

Because she's like, oh, I could go back to sleep. So then I go back to sleep and then I'd wake up

and just like be on my phone and like realize that I can't text anyone because they're all in class.

And then just lay around and watch ESPN all day. The same show over and over again. Every half hour,

they just repeat the shit. So then you start memorizing that show and then you start to feel like garbage.

You start to feel like shit. You're laying around all day. You get lazy sick. That's what I like to call it.

I used to think my mom was a witch. I would stay home from school. I would fake sick. And then she would find out

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