I was a fiend before I became a teen. I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream. Music orientated so when hiphop was originated. Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated.
Me and Eric B was coolin' at the Paladium. Seen a all-world covered girl, I said 'Hey lady I'm. Sorry if You're in a rush - Don't let me hold ya up. Or interveen or interrupt, but.