Many years ago, I lived in a cute little house in the small town of Pleasanton, California. I planted seeds in the garden, played hopscotch on the front porch, found weird little bugs with the neighbors... I could go on. Growing up there was a dream.
One year, my parents bought me a Nickelodeon radio. Seriously, that thing was the shit. I'd blast it all day and dance around in my cubicle of a room. It drove my parents insane and I'm pretty sure they regretted buying me that radio. But anyway, one time, "Hypnotize" by Biggie Smalls song came on and immediately, I was in love...
I remember as a kid singing, "...and I just love your flashy waist". At the time, I thought it was kinda cool that a rapper would have a "flashy waist". Several years later, "Hypnotize" continues to be one of my favorite songs and sometimes I still catch myself saying "flashy waist". It brings me back to my small-town home with my little Nickelodeon radio...
R.I.P. Mr. Wallace
R.I.P. Mr. Wallace
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