Yeah, it was someone posing an emergency to then lay up a threesome with me. It was like, fuck, like 1 or 2 a.m. type shit. And I get mad phone calls from a good friend at the time. And she's in trouble, supposedly. And so I was there for her. And when she came to scoop me up with the people she lived with, she was in no trouble, and we all ended up having a threesome later.

Yeah, I don't answer a lot of calls. I get a lot of telemarketers, bill collectors, debt collectors, all that shit. But I remember one time I got this girl's number, and then I forgot to save her name and came back as scam likely. Only thing I did was scam myself out some box.

You know what? He's going straight to hell. I don't even appreciate it. Y'all talk about, don't talk about Stevie. I'm about to fight him in his face. I don't even care that his name is Dre. That's why his damn earpieces is whack.

Nah, only people call me like that, they know, they know better. It has to be an emergency and they already know.