It’s not that hard to rhyme a bunch of different words for gats together, but that’s all he does in every acapella. He relies on that shit to make his rappin’ better cause without it he’d be wack as ever. You use guns as a crutch like the bitch from Planet Terror.
That is an emotional rollar coaster of craziness my friend.
Tell me about it haha
Had a series of odd dreams last night
So I vaguely remember three dreams from last night. Only one was good.
- I somehow met the team from the Mighty Ducks movie and we got a pick up game with some intimidating team (just like all the movies), but they were coached by Dennis Leary for some reason. He was also playing. And I was the player/coach for the Ducks. That was cool.
- I was in the library with three friends and one of my friends found a cookie and ate it. Then a few minutes later we heard people yelling at us about the cookie and how it was theirs. We got chased and they grabbed my friend Jack and tried to jump him. So I had to run over and knee some dude in the face and get them to back off. (I haven’t seen Jack in years. Weird.)
- I was with my girlfriend and a few of our friends (all girls) and the whole time my girl is texting some dude. I’m not trippin until someone says somethin about this dude comin’ to my house to see her. So I’m like “Who is this nigga and don’t bring random people to my house” Turns out one of the girls is tryin’ to get my girl to leave me for this guy and they’re all in on it. I almost punched the chick in the face.