Someone set us up the bomb. All your blog are belong to us...
today the nak had the day off of work. so he woke up at 11am ate lunch at chipotle with some way-back-when niggaz, bought a desoldering braid, met up with a kinda-way-back-when nigga ate dinner, dressed up, boned out for hollywood, the end.
jk...
jk about jk...
maybe...
P.S. I bought a pink trendy dress shirt and i will rock out with my cock out with my pink trendy dress shirt out.
(poor quality music made in the corner of an apt. loft with a 99¢ microphone while learning how to use mixing/editing/recording software HERE )
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yo yo those beats is stupid fresh, and the lyrics be kickin' ur singles be tasty like a grip o fried chicken. outtro.
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