Vegas was a real eye opener for me. I see the same tired, raggedy,
washed yung women everyday in Ktown/DTLA(well not literally the same but they built like the all come from flabby yung women factory). I grind and skruggle in LA to be happy to be in some dingy 1920s apartment, I’m a high value sigma male in a sea of materialism and bullshyt. I hit Vegas and all of a sudden I’m DRAKE again, I see a city with endless opportunities
, imma brand new nikka now and I owe it to my stint in Vegas. Imma have to live here for a year to get the full experience of it all, only city that came close was Oakland, same shyt just with fine ass brehettes