This is a story about a gift from the bearded man himself. One day i was sitting in the studio spitting straight fire then busting through my wall was Smooky bear; he came up to me with his: six chains, black shades, and his mixtape. I said quickly "Yo Smokey why you busting up in my crib like a brown kool aid man!" He looks at me and said in the deepest voice i have ever heared" yo son dont release that mixtape only you can prevent wildfire!!"! I looked at Smokey stareing right into his soul and i slam my hand on the button droping my mixtape. It was so fire that Adele was talking about setting fire to the rain. I then looked out to see a explosions and i knew that my mixtape caused this. "haha i new my mixtape was going to blow up now everyone will the greastest thing ever. So now kids i leave you with this if someone says its it too hot in here say no its my mixtape . Also my mixtape cured cancer.
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