Lyrics Born: Lemme call this fool Gab
*"Mary Had a Little Lamb" dial*
*ring*
*ring*
*click*
Gift of Gab: Hello?
LB: 'Sup, man?
GG: Chillin'
LB: Yea?
GG: Yea, 'fin (?) to write these lyrics down. What's going on with you?
LB: Man... Nothing. Just... Whatever, dude
GG: Well why, w-wsup wsup?
LB: Nothing man. Just hella stressed out about certain shit right now
Man, it's hella personal shit going down
GG: Wow, like that?
LB: Yea, man, it's kinda fast
One 'a those moments where, like, I don't feel like I have control over my
life, and all the checks that were supposed to arrive didn't
told sombody
GG: Daaamn
LB: Yea, man. So, you know, I shouldn't even 'of told you that
Man, I shouldn't even unload like that
GG: Maaan
LB: I know. it's just one 'a those moments in time where everything coincides
and it comes together at once and then it all collides
GG: Man, I feel that though
LB: Anyway, what's goin' on witchu?
GG: Aw, man *beep*, just tryin' to do it. Hold on, man, somebody's on my other
line. Imma hit chu right back, aiite?
LB: (Coo)
*click*
Telemarketer: We wanna talk to you (hoo)
GG: I don't wanna talk right now. I'm on the other line. I'm busy
TM: We wanna talk to you
GG: I said I don't wanna talk right now. w-
TM: But we wanna talk to you (hoo ooo ooo)
GG: I don't wanna talk right now!
TM: We wanna talk to you
GG: (Damn). I'm hangin' up. I'm hangin' up. BYE
*click*
GG: Hey yo, I'm back, man
LB: Cool, man. 'Sup with it?