BLONDE

S K Y L I N E

That's a pretty fucking fast year flew by.- Skyline

I grew up As Christopher Edwin Breaux; God I hate that name. I was born in California but moved to Louisiana when I was only 5-- The time I knew I was in love with music.
Music to me is like stories and if I decided to write 14 stories it would be epic.
It's like you can feel it in your veins . It's like hell on earth but the city's on fire in hell on earth In heaven.

As I woke up I looked up into the sky to Thank God for music's existence .
I rolled a blunt and took a whiff even though I use to have asthma but it cools me.
It makes me think of what music makes me as person, I know I shouldn't be smoking but who said I'm not grown?

"Do not smoke marijuana" I laughed mocking my mother's voicemail.

That stuff really makes me think....

I could remember when my homophobic father took my family to a diner and we had a transgender waitress. She was stunning and there was nothing wrong with that.
"I don't want that bitch serving us!" My father said.
He told me she was dirty and at that time I couldn't understand what was so imperfect of her. All I could remember was my dad snatching us out of that diner and that was the last day I saw him.

It took me back to hurricane Katrina, the time I was paying for sessions and my father found out then decided to come back home. Nothing was the same but my love for music everything else was bizarre.

Nobody understands me but music and that's ok ....

As I looked into the sky reminiscing I finished the last of my blunt .
It's like dreams do come true but it's only in the Skyline.