I got this piece last Saturday, a day before my 550 gig (Which was CRACKIN like Fat Joe by the way). It represents a lot of things to me. For one, how I'm a walking oxymoron, full of polar opposites. I can rock the Js ... I can walk in stillettos. I can drink with the boys ... I can cry during romatic comedies with the females. I'ma lover, not a
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