Had a dream about money and woke up at the bank. While youre killing yourself trying to brainwash kids at sandcrabs to leave Ir to join your brown sticky stuff clan meanwhile praying to God your leader gets on ts for the trip and sees your new 8 recruits who dont know how to put on a team cape while bringing tunas to trips. Your girl aint been home in 2 weeks telling you her mom’s sick while shes out with a nigga with an i8 eating benihanas and buying chinchilla jackets at the louis store.