Once again, My Space saves the day
This morning my friend Jazmin found a guy on My Space she was contemplating going out with. We went to his page right after lunch (being the diligent hard workers that we are), and up starts the music. Apparently My Space users can choose a song that will start playing whenever anyone goes to their page. And what had he chosen for our listening pleasure? None other than Snoop Doggy Dogg’s “If you’re ever in the 213, holla at a player, holla at a player.”
Umm, I’m sorry, but I didn’t quite catch that. I must have heard incorrectly. Holla at a playa? Was he serious? There’s a million songs out there and that’s the one he chose to represent his best self? But it was, ladies and gentlemen, it was. Now, that may be okay for a 16 year old kid just coming into himself and discovering rap, but for a 28 year old man? Not okay playa, not okay.
Needless to say, Jazmin just couldn’t do it. She might have been able to “guide” him into growing up and being a man (please note that I said “guide” and not “change”), but it would have simply taken too much effort. Also, it may have been too late. He could very well have been a Westside player fo’ life. “Westsiiiiiiiiiide.” Because it’s so true what they always say, isn’t it? ” You can take the guy out the ghetto, but you can never take the ghetto out the guy.”
Jazmin vowed right then and there never to be in the 213 ever again and therefore never to be able to holler. It was definitely for the best though. He probably would have shown up for their first date wearing a Laker jersey and some white Addidas sneakers or something to that effect.
