“So yeah I like freestyled that shit, u know me” dave said, running his hand through his hair, praying to EVERYTHING that you haven’t noticed his reddening ears and cheeks. Well, even if you did he could just chalk it up to this fucking Texas heat

“Keep yo change I don’t want it, the job of a rapper is to yknow spread my shit” dave said, as if he DIDNT practice that rap all night last night “kay how bout you gimme an honest rating,” dave said “be for real with me”