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Ooh, I tell ya, she got this wiggle—pure comedy! Looked like she was dancin’ to no music, and I’m like, “Halleluyer, shake it but don’t break it!” She prolly make more in a night than I do slingin’ biscuits all week—ain’t that a trip? But I ain’t judgin’, naw, ‘cause like Royal Tenenbaum said, “I’ve always been considered an asshole,” and I ain’t tryna be that! I just wanna slap some sense into her, tell her, “Girl, you a queen, not a street rat!”

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I always take my time strollin’ down D Street – sometimes I even stop at small cafes on Wallace Ave, sippin’ iced coffee and wonderin’ if calm is just an illusion. Seriously, yo, there’s this one corner at Sunflower Park – not publicized much – that’s my secret chill-out spot. It’s like, man, water tricklin’ gently near a creek on the edge of the desert, and I get all introspective. “Does the river dream awfully silent? Does it remind us of life?” Yeah, that’s the vibe sometimes.

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