Staying in Hatfield has its dark moments. I once left to go downstairs for 8 minutes and I came back ding washitse masepa.

Dark times

Or Milpark. Once left to go to a friends apartment, came back with stockzen and ding washitse masepa.

Or the Yard. All I heard was “hey there cutie” then 30 mins later i was under mad lemama ka di washene

Or Gomora, got into a situation with the law, woke up in the morning and 4 hours later I was in Macufe grooving until 9am le bo Nyovest

Or Oppikoppi, a friend asked me and K-Time to drop off some huns at Oppi using his car. We thought Oppi was in Jozi. Hours later we were in the veld ka di washene maaaal and come the AM’s the same huns we dropped off asked us to take em home... To Soweto akere

Or CPT, family vacation. Met a hun from Botswana, beautiful female. She left for her hotel, called me at 4am to pull up and I did with 3%battery. Got lost as hell coming back, eventually got home at 8am.. right in time for breakfast, and yes ka di washene

Or SunCity, arrived 45mins ago and first thing I did was take a shit. Blocked the toilet and they called the manager and the entire staff. Embarrasing mamzo was so mad.

Or Vanity, I was Vibing with a hun, she went to the bathroom and saw me making out with her best friend in the section. She threw everything she could find at me, yoh scenes... mara ka mo frostana nou

Or the day we did Polokwane, Ayepyep, Vanity and then Taboo. moeskont what a night. Dj Lash T had to drive us home even

Or the time when some hun shat in the back seat. The day I had my first threesome. The time I got caught in public ke toucha ka diwashene. The many days of sick notes.

Moeskont. Moral of the story is that I have lived and I still have a lot more to do.