Aight, I didn't want to have to post it, but Oral B been ridin my ass in a bad way bout how I ain't put my shit up. So I put an old song I recorded back when I was in college and experimentin with shit. I ain't to proud lookin back on it but yo, it was real at the time and dudes loved me bein all sensitive and shit.

I should also explain sumthin. When I let Uncle Chucky hear dat song in exchange for a handjob and the rest of his filet-o-fish, he said "What the fuck happened to your voice?" Uncle Chucky is pretty good about cuttin through all da bullshit and gettin to da point. Well, I used to sound all angelic and shit til I got shot back in 2004. You ever seen on ER when they shove them things down da throat of people who is all fucked up? Well, they did dat to me cause I was way fucked up and I think they fucked up my vocal chords or some shit like dat cause I ain't sounded the same since.

And yo, I don't want to hear any small minded talk bout my music jus cuz I wasn't always into hip-hop. I'm already plannin to release some of my favorite gay gospel tunes afta I finish my rap album. So fuck all yall!!! I'm tired of everybody constantly givin me shit bout everything. And fuck you Paco! You owe me 2 cups of 1% milk back bitch! I don't give a fuck if Miguel's cat is thirsty.