sorta off topic, but all this talk about xannies , benzoes and sleep reminds me of the time I was binging Ambien (I go through periods where I don't sleep for days) and taking about 6 of them a day, right
My mom said I walked into the kitchen and fell right over. Knocked over mad shyt and hit my head on the floor hard enough where she thought I hurt myself pretty bad.
She said she jumped up to see if I was okay and all the sudden I raised up like The Undertaker and started going into this angry ass loud demonic sounding rant about how they wouldn't let Nas lynch that Jay-Z mannequin at SummerJam that one year.... then I went to sleep on the couch looking like
I didn't remember none of it and thought she was lying...
but there's no way my mom would even remotely know about Nas wanting to lynch a Jay-Z mannequin at SummerJam.
