“Friends, bow wowmp, wowmp, wa wowmp, womp how many of us have them…” that’s how I imagine those sounds in the beat would be spelled out, don’t judge me. Seriously tho, how many of us really do? I’m a definite believer in the birds of a feather flock together ideology. Not so much from the standpoint of, if you see a group of 5 guys on the block, all dressed in a very traptastic way, you just assume they all sell drugs, but more from the standpoint of how people think. You see birds are simple; peacocks won’t kick it with pigeons and eagles ain’t fuckin with either one of them. Human’s have a bit more choice in the matter, hopefully you’ve ceased associating with people just because ya’ll both really like Tru Religion Jeans and really began wondering if how your mind works, coincides with the people you give your quality time to.
For example, sometimes or most of the time when we see a celebrity or public figure constantly making bad decisions, their circle of influence comes into question because there has to be a few people who can talk some logic into this nincompoop right? Why is this person so hell bent on repeating the sins of the past when there must be people possessing a sliver of sense around? Well it’s no different with your own friends and in the case of Smoke and Mirror’s Dixon and his friends. Phil and Geof didn’t want to see Dixon suffer through this breakup, so they offer their takes, more than once, on very similar behaviors Dixon repeats with nothing positive to show for it. Now by no means was he obligated to follow all of the advice because his friends also have things to figure out, but at what point do you acknowledge your serial committment of fuckery and try a different method? Especially when you keep hearing “You might be going about this the wrong way” fifty-leven times. On the flip side, as the surprisingly insightful friend and advice giver, when do you just toss your hands up and say “You know what I love yo stupid ass, but you stupid sometimes and you don’t listen, figure it out your damn self and hopefully come back smarter…still love you tho!”
I’m not sure if there is a season for conversations such as these, but I’m pretty certain many of them are happening right now. After all, Valentines Day has passed, spring is coming up, some of you dipped into the recycling bin for V-Day and remembered why that one person was so cool, but the thought of why ya’ll stopped fucking with each other in the first place currently escapes you. Possibly because ya’ll are too busy ravaging each other with “Papi Pacify” playing in the background and pizza on the way, but that’s yo business. You know who does remember why you broke up tho? Your friends, the people who you share something in common with, although hindsight doesn’t appear to be one of them and because you have some sense, you don’t plan on telling them about this because you’re more interested in pleasure not side eyes.
What old habits are you trying to break free of? Do you have a support system that is interested in getting you to that level of understanding that doesn’t involve making the same mistakes twice? Are the birds you flock with capable of helping you fly higher? I want to hear from you down below in the comments section, stay tuned!