Was rolling towards union Station & got the nudge to alter my route an hour out.

We drove out through the edge of day two of people finally starting to pop the fuck off… the rest of dtla was like.. ghosts.

On the Highway? ON THE HIGHWAY, MOTHERFUCKERS! HORSES… DAY TWO OF THEM HAVING TO BREAK OUT THA HORSES~!!

The Angel, sounding like Denzel saying “…my man, my Man!”