
So, ‘Chad’ just drove by the Public Library while I was having a smoke, obnoxiously blaring ‘nigger beats’ loud enough for everyone in the parking lot to hear.
“MONEY IN DA BANK, NOW!!!”
He lowers his Yankee cap and sunglasses and makes eye contact with me, presumably looking for some sign of approval… I just shake my head and continue reading on my phone.
What do these ‘Chad’s’ expect, an ethusiatic “Yeah, boi!”, and for people to start singing along? Today’s youth…
Modern country music is diet rap.