There’s nothing like a sexy rap jam to get me in the mood to bone. Straight-up.
When I was in high school, I hated rap. I just didn’t get it. Now, I get it — the smooth beats, the sexy attitude, and the bad-ass antics; it’s all amazing. It’s all I want to listen to these days, which is weird because I always thought the older I got, the further away from hip-hop I would stray.
Not the case. Last night, I was introduced to a song by Asher Roth called “I love College”. That shit is on repeat on my stereo. It’s retarded, yes, but it’s also awesome. I did all that shit in college too — everyone did; once I pissed in a Cheetos bag because I was too drunk to make it to the bathroom, which was across the hall from my room. The song is relatable for anyone who bozoed their way through school, and that makes it SWEET.
Fuck it. You know what? That song just inspired me to go back to college. It’s PARTY TIME. Again.
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