I know that Eminem just dropped a new single, but word on the street is that he has some hot and serious competition. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that I was this competition until the day after my huge debut. The reason I say "unfortunately" is because I respect Eminem and I don't want him to start hating on me...I'd have to bust a cap in him. Somewhere between the first Vodka/Redbull and the fourth (???) apparently I decided to let the world know "what was up" if you will, via rap. I'm not going to lie. I do enjoy an occasional creative writing class and sometimes the mood even strikes to write a short story just for fun, (I am a huge dork) but even I was shocked that I could "flow". Tuesday morning brought a surprise when one of my co-workers who witnessed this phenomenon let me know that I was prowling the party looking for people "to give me a beat" or slurrying "who wants one". If anyone has proof on their cam corder I would be happy to offer you the highest bid to keep that out of the media's hands. I enjoy a quiet exsistence of gardening and working in the dental field and the last thing I need is more fans. At Dr. Dre's request I am retiring early. Didn't want to start up the whole East vs. West thing again. I'll leave you with this final note...Such a shame, didn't know I could rap, but like Jay Z, I'm hangin up my hat...
Word,
E
P.S. Thanks to those of you would offered up a "beat". You know who you are :)
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