I wrote a rap song that I wanted to record with Lil' Wayne, so I went to his house. He was standing in the driveway with a couple of friends, leaning on a pickup truck. He didn't look like the real Lil' Wayne - he was kind of Hispanic looking and very handsome. I was embarrassed to show him my rap, which was written on notebook paper and stuffed in my jeans pocket. He smiled at me and laughed and told me to come into the house with him and we could get down to business. He made a comment about me being "thick with a nice ass." His house was huge, with lots of rooms, and there were people everywhere. He led me upstairs into a bedroom where there were several couples having sex. I quickly backed out of the room and stood in an alcove, waiting for him. I peeked back into the room several times to see where he was, but he had disappeared. The people having sex didn't even notice me.
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