Black and Yellow

When I was driving home yesterday, I turned the original version of this song on at about max volume and screamed along to the chorus in my hoarse voice.

Then I heard part of the verse:

I’m sipping [whut] and rocking yellow diamonds/So many rocks up in the watch I can’t tell what the time is

And my immediate thought, the very first time I understood those lines, was “Well, that’s rather impractical then, isn’t it. What’s the point of a watch you can’t tell the time on.”

I don’t even know what to do with myself, sometimes.

Also: I like remixes. Come at me, bro.


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