lets just say this, After my career went down the toliet, I met a wise old man that sold me the seeds of a money tree in exchange for a dirty dancing directors cut DVD singed by yours truly. I took these seeds and planted them in my back yard. One morning I woke to find that the seeds had grown into a large tree with bling shining from every leaf! Now im set like I made a sequal to all my movies over night. So, despite how much you hate me, it doesnt change the fact that I got more platinum then master P.
