last week me & the kilo crew went to summer jam compliments of my girl jacquees from hot97. not even giant stadium could make rick ross look small. he was massive onstage, next to t-pain with a dr. seuss hat on and his vocoder, before lil wayne got onstage & pressed himself on the floor like madonna while singing “pussy monster.” a girl who wanted to have his babies screamed at the top of her lungs from the riser above us & between her obscenities, the rate at which women’s panties dropped during ll cool j’s cameo, & the bare booty chick in kanye’s “flashing lights,” summer jam was your ideal after-church family event.

every twenty minutes a plane few over the stadium, and i imagined what we looked like from the window of the aircraft. a big, smoking donut.

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