I grew up as a small-town girl living in the ghettos of Warsaw. Running from the police, going to school barefoot and uphill both ways for 8 miles. Had to fend for myself a lot. Fighting wolves in the Spring, wrestling polar bears in the Winter, and all sorts of other alley creatures around the clock. It was a hard life, but I finally managed to get a job at a McDonald's about 300 klicks from my coordinates to where I am now. I make $8.47 an hour, and I'm lovin' it. I sometimes go wrestle bears to reminisce and feel all nostalgic. They call me the Polish Power Dumper in the Middle East, where my name is feared throughout the land for leaving steaming grumpies in all the porta-potties. I'm usually friendly, docile, and open to chat unless we are playing for real, when my patented Tryhard Tracksuit™ is on and I'm busting fools like a raging armadillo. My vocabulary is wicked, my grammar unbeatable, my beats unrappable, my rhymes unflappable, and I will rock your world till the early dawn. 'Cause my shift starts at 8.

6:33 PM - Crank: u nat
6:33 PM - Crank: you two are better

1:11 AM - Tr1p: glorf #1 of ones