She slid her tongue between my lips and I gasped
Told my dawgs and they laughed
Now we're combining our cash at last
A pack of smokes and a flask
A staggeringly succinct and poetic reflection on love, fear of commitment, and interdependency. It literally took the end of the world for this couple to officially pool and share their meager resources. Presumably El-P here was frightened by the intensity of his feelings, which were mocked rather than supported by his friends.
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