Coo', dis be supposed t' be all ghetto. Fuckin' A!
I've hacked mah ace lova's account an' I will now update 4 him all ghetto-likes, becuz we all know he be da damn epitome o' ghettoness. So's whut should I rap about? Well, I caint tru-ly wax poetic quite likes he duz, so's u fixin' 2 plum got'ta deal. I gots'ta ramble about our life, mundane as it be. We moved soon afta' gittin' back in da house, t' Tribeca. We stay in bed Sunday through Friday, havin' lots o' grilled cheese. On Saturdays we go out wanderin' da damn hood. Wank, wank. We recent-like gots some puppy, who has yet t' be named. Jivin' o'. Aint today Saturday? Word. We should be out. Lata'.