I was laughing a little something “ehhh” throughout the first 
1:30, but when Ms. Katie comes on and actually starts rhyming
words, I lost it. But then again, I’m biased. You see, Ms. Katie
signed a napkin for me (to my Grammy. Don’t get it twisted)
when I was around 12. Ever since then we’ve been on some hella
homie/lover/occasional back massage down on Myrtel
Edwards park over a Large spicy strip from Ezell’s type of shit
whenever she’s in town. Peep the Homegirl…

*I got this off the Proof. I Guess now that I’m blogging, the PC
thing to do is give credit. I was never good at that in school. I
would make up books, authors and periodicals in the Works
Cited section and save hella hours.  

(3 weeks ago during winter quarter at Seattle Central
Community College).