nah man nun, sum c*** rocked up at my boy Fact's studio, while I was recording my project, and the nig. came on like we are primitive and shit, and that we are waiting like hopefull ducks to be discovered by some music exec, and he said he wanted to record a track with us, and we stalled at first, but thought to get his c*** smell out of our faces we might as well record the damn thing and get it over with, and I thought he was ill, only to find out that the nig. is healthy like a newborn, he ain't even got a bacteria or anything the boy aint illing.
