Bad Thang, Fine As Hell, Thick As Fuck: Caroline by Aminé

I don’t like to attach a sole song to my personality. That’s not what music is for. I was born a bad thang, fine as hell, and thick as fuck-plain and simple.

To cross paths with a jaunty tune that connects to your most noticeable attributes is flattering. It wasn’t very pleasing to get the catcalls I did at the young age when things were at the height of the confusing-as-fuck-table of life. It takes time to get familiar with what you have and how you could use it for your pleasure fulfillment.

This song was heard during a shuffle into my soundtrack of music that Amazon thought I would like, based on the other shit I listen to. Indeed, they did not disappoint. From the “bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck” line, I said, “Yup, that’s me.” Although the “thick as fuck” phrase could be said for my usual physic, I haven’t worked out a day after my home flooded. Shit like that scatters the brain, especially when I want to get gory like a Tarantino movie and fuck some brains out to get it all re-wired right again.