Blindspotting (2018) dir. Carlos LΓ³pez Estrada
Tall ass bike, big ass beard. Told ya man the whole city gettin weird. The more of them pop up the more of us disappear, and the peer groups still dippin out we ainβt scared. But we missinβ tho, homeless out here just pissinβ bro, camped outside the liquor store, but I keep wonderinβ where all the liquor go. Itβs a coffee shop now, latteβs and espresso's. Hard problems out here, lot of stuff we gotta wrestle, with. Itβs a bit of a mental, shift. Be careful on the scene though. City feelinβ like a sea saw. Canβt believe all the kind of things that we saw. Shit, I remember growing up now the streets raw. Now all I see is paws, and dogs. Little pocket sized purses with bitches in em. Carried by bitches. Who ainβt tryna catch the rythmn. They want the bounce but they donβt want a motherfucka like me, so they try to get me up out they body like an exorcism. They can catch the vision. Thatβs what the town use to be about. Pitt Bulls and Shepard's. Now itβs about littler dudes in littler sweaters. I was yellin at em, bro get your shit together. You look like you ainβt even tryin, do better.Β
