yeah mate i contributed. i went down to my local mall, feeling in a generous mood, so i looked around the good stores, the music ones and the like, then i saw my chance to give back. there was some poor kid, seemed to been deformed at birth because he had a limp on, also he was mal-nourished as he had a long hankichef out of his pocked for his blocked nose because he didnt talk proplerly either. and the poor c***, he couldnt even buy clothes that fit him. everything was so big and baggy. and he was so confused by the situation, he didnt even have any idea where he was. he had a LA cap on. now were ment to have a K in it aswell, in the middle and the l and the a are ment to be the other way around. then the poor barstard, he was half way there, he had a shirt with the legend of rugbys number on it, 11. but he didnt have lomu, he had johnson or james or some **** on it. so you know what i did?
i kicked the living **** out of the gangsta wannabe