So last night my buddy asks me if I want to meet Trina. You know the rapper. I jokingly say of course. Around 11pm there is a buzz at the door it's my buddy and his brother. They tell me that they are picking me up to go see Trina. I go along because this has the makings of an interesting night. We drive to Mississauga and go to the house of Lancaster. We get stopped by police on our way in to the parking lot just like everyone else there. Once we get done with that we go to go inside. I was searched harder then any airport has ever searched me. Once inside I was transported to a black strip club in Atlanta. Hookers working the floor, girls doing shit on the stage for American one dollar bills that no respectable woman should do, gangsters everywhere, bottles of champagne and Hennessy flowing. Well my friend is DJ and he is pretty connected to that scene. So here I am on stage waiting for Trina. Only white guy in the club without a tattoo on his neck. As we are waiting for her I hear the mc shout out sweet Lou is in the building. And right there next to me is my man Lou Williams drinking a rum and coke.
