I was at an event where this tall black guy with locs was showcasing his clothing line.

He was trying to talk to me when he realized that he could “catch more flies with honey than vinegar.”

He was coming off as arrogant and a lil aggressive with his words.

I ignored him until he returned with the “sweet talk.”

He was nicer and toned it down some.

There was a runway with black male and female models.

The dude with the locs kept staring at me, and an older female turned to see what he was looking at.

She’s his mother or a family member. —That’s the energy that I got from her

One of my sisters entered the event and came up to me.

We took our seats and watched the show.

There was a commotion which interrupted the event.

Two females had gotten into a scuffle outside.

One of them was a friend of my sister.

So she ran outside and I followed her.

The friend had left, but my sister proceeded to confront the girl.

She got in my sister’s face and I pushed her back.

“Hold on, y’all not about to do this,” I told them.

I was telling my sister that her friend had left.

The fight was over so there was no need for this.

“You ain’t getting the dick, so why the fuck are you fighting?” I asked my sister.

In my head, the fight was over a dude.

They said a few angry words back and forth.

“Did y’all try to jump her?” I asked the girl.

“No!” She stated.

“Then it’s done. Bye!” I said as I pulled my sister away.

END DREAM—Recurring Dream

MESSAGE

IDK

But whoever the dude is, he has a greasy mouth.

He will have to tone it down if he wants my attention.

And it seems that he will.

He doesn’t have to change, just act like he has some goddamn sense!

Like I said…

“Your money and your status doesn’t mean shit to me.”