They Call Him Nas

by K.C. Mills

“These are from him, aren’t they? See, it’s already starting. He sent you an overpriced floral arrangement and an envelope full of cash? That’s the kind of man he is. You really want that in your life?”

At this point Kima is giving bitter vibes🙄. I'm like bih, mind the motherfudgesicklestix business that pays you.

“I don’t mean to accuse but, you’re very different from men I know.” “In what ways?” I paused to refine my thoughts before speaking. “You’re sort of a contradiction. It’s like you have no problem handing over compliments, which means being open, but then you're also guarded, making it hard to gauge if you’re being truthful or…” “If I’m bullshitting you.” “Well, yeah.” I smiled, hoping not to offend.

I'm dealing with that right now🤦🏾