This line makes me want to be cool again. To have something tangible to hold up in front of society,
"See, I'm hot. I'm talented. I can sing, dance, garner attention, wear cool clothes, look bored."
"I get a half a mill for my beat, you get a half a grand" Shockwave
I know, I know, I'm a good mom.
But I want to be a karate expert. Quote Shakespeare. Smoke without lung cancer.
When did I lose my mystery? My suave? My mojo?
I can't even drive at night now...