Hey, it feel good tobe in Chicago, man.
I've been trying to do,like, you know, stuff 'cause
I'm back home, just to feel it.
But then you'd be like, no,maybe I shouldn't do that.
Like, I ended upgetting on a bus--
I feel like reminiscing one day.
Like, you know, I'mgonna reminisce.
I'm gonna ride the Jacksonbus and just think about life.
That reminiscinglasted two stops.
I was reminiscing for two stop.
And then I saw the high schoolkids get on like, god damn.
Oh no, I did it again.
It is about to happen.
They don't give a damn.
What is this?
These are the 15, 16-year-olds.
Boy, they gonna roastthe shit out your ass.
They was having a freestylebattle on the bus,
and I was the punch line.
I didn't even know.
I was there rockingwith [inaudible]
like, you ain't shit!
Like you, right there?
Damn, fam, why you do that?
What do you mean, me?
You aren't in my life.
I'm doing good.
You ain't shit!
Like buddy right there!
He started grabbingmy clothes and shit.
I ain't trying to goback and forth with them.
Only people that tryto stay is always
is that one old black manwho can't take it no more.
This [bleep] garbageman.
He been at work all day.
He can't take that shit.
He get up with everything.
Hey, man, could you all cutthat shit out real quick?
[bleep] trying tolisten to his Walkman.
He got a Walkman still.
Come on, I got myplaylist on my tapes.
Could y'all cut that shit out!
I don't want to hear allthat Chief Keef bullshit.
Little ugly mother[bleep].
They turn around.
They just get theroast on his ass.
He just looks straight ahead.
Little dirty ass.
You dirty as hell, fam.
Old as hell, workinglike a mother.
Are you on a bus?
You, like, 60 years old.
You don't know my [bleep] life!
My wife tookeverything, [bleep]!
You lonely as hell, youold lonely-ass [bleep].
[bleep] startedshaking his shit.