Hi, I'm a retired hitman for Beasley's Corner Bodega, but that part of my life is over. Now a days i like to look out the window at spiders creating their webs and knock them down when they finish. I keep my music in the streets like my car, sometimes it's hard to find a parking spot. I don't like Satan, Politics, the Education System, and sauerkraut. When the moon strikes me right, I write. When the mood hits me right, I wrong. I make some of that coocoo music for the mama's and papa's in the looney bin. word. One day i will show up to your house in a trenchcoat, and tell you that Beasley sent me and that he wanted me to give you something. While your sitting there thinking of who beasley is and what where about to recieve, you feel a sharp pain in your groin area then your stomach. Goodnight Ladies and Gentleman.
Asa Lama Lakum
