It's Been A Long Time...

I shouldn't of left you, without a dope rhyme to step to. (If you don't know the reference, go back to '86 and punch yourself in the face.)

We'll do it live, fuck it. For whatever reason, Summer and I couldn't see eye to eye (more on this momentarily), and my wondrous witticisms were forced to go on temporary hiatus. Irregardless, I'm goin' in. On the real, there's too much happenin' for me to be posted up, watchin' the world fall apart. Mad ups to Zoop for holdin' down the spot like a champ. From here on in, I'm unleashing terror like the Seventh Seal's been opened.


BONUS-- The actual list of Summer's grievances:

• I'm hotter than the sun.


• She wanted me to wear a crochet hat and pants.


• I told her I don't fuck with her new "Global Warming" look.


• I didn't sell as many albums as Wayne.


• Back in '96, me and Lauryn Hill went and drank some mango juice with Polaris. Needless to say since Summer and The Sun are HEAVY in the streets, she was fumin' and hasn't forgiven me since. Or tango'd in Paris.