You guys know the rapper midget Bushwick Bill from the Ghetto Boys right? Me and the posse were hangin in the studio with him last night. He was laying down some vocals on my friend Didi's new album. I think he was fucked up (beyond the obvious) because he was falling asleep over the sound board. Then he got up and layed down like 20 versions after fucking up so many times. Maybe it was the 20 blunts being passed around the room? Man I used to listen to "my minds playin tricks on me" when I was in Junior high school. Here I am smoking pot with this guy I saw as a celeb as a kid and he is giving me props. Its a good feeling to see that you have socially surpassed people you used to see as a celebrity.
Not that midghet rappers are a big deal , but you know what I mean. The novelty of it all is interesting to me socially. And oh yeah there was a big party and I also hung with Currupt from the dog pound and his lil brother. You know Currupt? The guy that smokes weed for the fuck of it. Anyway, the only reason I know Didi is an unnamed associate of mine wore one of my jackets to Star shoes one night and picked her up because she commented on the jacket. The clothes work my friends. Believe it.
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