*L*E*G*A*C*Y*
Done.
Then that means you definitely had been stopped somewhere between Union Square and Times Square by some young, up-and-coming (and pushy) rappers trying to get you to buy one of their CDs.
I can't stand those dudes. They act like they're going to give you a copy for free then ask for $5.
Nikka I ain't even know who you are! The fuk I look like giving you $5 for a weedplate/frisbee!