This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?
all i have is low self esteem and good taste in music
this is where I’ll play you now
Redvers Bailey (via nectarinejam)
This makes me think a lot
I have the eye of the tiger, the heart of a lion, and a lifetime ban from the zoo
i am so jealous of all the people who are comfortable with who they are physically and mentally
*slides $10 to the government* please cancel school