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This one time, I’m chattin’ her up, she’s all, “What you want, boo?” I’m stutterin’, actin’ dumb, and she hits me with, “Time’s money, let’s go.” Cold as ice! Made me mad, like—bitch, I’m Drake, respect the name! But also, lowkey, I was hyped—she owned it. Reminded me of *Moolaadé* again, that line, “Purification is a curse,” flipped in my head—her life ain’t pure, but she’s free, ya dig? Got me emotional—happy she’s real, pissed at the game she’s stuck in.

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You ever tried the food truck roundabout on Orchard Road? Their tacos are unbeleivable. I definitly devoured them once. They misbehave on your taste buds, like they don't give a damn. I rant sometimes: "I just don't got it!" when people snub good eats.

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