So, last night I dreamt that Lady Gaga and Beyonce came to GR for a concert. I was working at the corner store B & E and I go outside to throw some boxes away. These bitches pull up to buy a pack of white owls (my kinda bitches!) I had a slight groupie moment and expressed my undying love for their music, passion and originality. They graciously accepted my complements and kept it pumpin. Later that day I got a phone call informing me that Gaga had a sore throat and would only be able to perform a few of her songs and she wanted me to sing in those open time slots! I damn near passed out, regain my composure and accepted this once in a life time opportunity. I get to the VanAndel Arena and find out my arch nemesis is also performing with the pair (fuckin figures, GR is FAR too small) so of course she’s hating cus that’s what tacky hoes do. They we’re born with hate in their blood.
Anyway doe *kat stacks voice* the concert starts and little kids come out the wood works swinging from trappese and ribbons and shit. Once they all make it to the ground a full fledge T3 dance off begins with Mr. Tori front and center. Then I come out singin some bullshit. I don’t remember much from the actual performances but I do remember this rat was backstage slinging mud on my name to anyone and everyone who would listen. She’s on the phone with her rat infested family and friends, all in Bey’s ear, Gagas ear, even the little kids! All I heard were whispers of completely false accusations about me and my people. What a sad life she lives... So I went out one last time and got hackled by this chicks own father! But what can you expect cus like I said it’s in her blood line. At the end of the entire concert everyone had hopped on the hopelessly bitter bitch bus and turned against me. Gaga told me never to contact her again and that was that…Shit was crazy…
Basically all it proved to me is that the people with the biggest mouthful of dick and shit tend to “win”. Life in this city is a game of politics with no purpose. This girl who slandered my name left and right was not asked to go on tour either so there was no real gain for her either except for exposure. She took valuable time out of her own awesome experience to focus energy on ME! But as far as I’m concerned if they’re talkin about you it only proves you are doing something right and they are 100% jealous. I will elaborate on THAT topic another time but I just wanted to document my extremely fabulous and surreal dream before I forgot it.
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