I turned up the radio and started bumping Juicy J on our way to Richard's condo.
Get this: he said that when he went home yesterday and asked what's for dinner, Mary pulled down her pants and said, "me". He ran out and said he forgot something at the studio because he was tired of eating fish for dinner.
I died laughing.
"Aye, who thought you how to rap?" Richard laughed turning the volume down.
"I guess I always had it in me, but 2pac made me realize it." I said.
"How?" He asked.
"He talked to me when I was in rehab." I said.
"Whatever..." Richard said after thinking for a while, "but that was almost good though. I ain't know you could do that" he teased.
I just shrugged.
"How serious are you about it?" Richard said.
"I don't know. But if I could choose between going to school
