What up Kat... This is TroubleMan, Vek... (Vekc) ...(KC) ...so on and so on... Whats the word brotha? The word is blurred out this way. Same old MOTHER F@#$ING shit. A brotha really gets his Hopes up and then BAHLOW...they gotta go and Flip the script. Same ' ol song. You aint wrote in a minute. I cant blame you though. I wouldnt write a N@66a that didnt write me neither. My bad man. Its been hectic around here. Not in the city of the Empire, But in the 'City of mind'. So much traffic that a remembrance is a rare occurence. And when 75% of the city is filled with smog 75% of the day. The vehicle of thought is meagerly motivated. Kinda ironic though...when i want to motivate, I jump in my vehicle and Motorade around the City. My city... The train of thought passes through the Terminal... About a 1,000 times per second...but it only Stops once an hour. And it only picks up once a day. Drops off? Once a week. Thats about a billion passengers a month Being told: Please wait,
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