The Sisterhood of the Traveling Raps

The Situation: Ohio superstar of rap, Sado Slim, recently relocated to Seattle because he "HEARD THE HIP-HOP SCENE IS REALLY POPPIN' OFF OUT HERE". He also says, and I quote, "Tha style of Hip-Hop I do isn't like any other...I call it Psychological Hip-Hop, cuz it gets ya to think. Get in contact with me. I'm eager to get on stage and will prove that I'm worthy for any club party."

So we here at Game of Rap decided it was time for a little perverted justice. We had our correspondent pose online as a female fan with weed, offering an email address to get in contact with her. Like all other rap offenders, he fell into our trap and this is what the rhyme molester had to say:

"I got your comment on 206proof.com, what's really good? Hit me up and let me know? I've been staying in Downtown Seattle. Maybe you and I can meet and smoke like you said."
Ahh, he eagerly took the bait. No wannabe rap-star can pass up the reefer. Heather/stfuh8u knows just how to lure the dirty rotten rhymers into her clutches. Let's see what else he has to say...

"Right now, I'm broke as fuck and have no money. I got ripped off out here horribly... I bought 50 fake hits of acid, and when I find dude...I'ma fuck him up."
OH NOES!! I CAN HAZ PSYCHEDELICS?? Darn those dishonest drug dealers. What's worse is I have a feeling our guy, Sado, was going to try and overdose on his little purchase. I can just imagine him 37 sugar cubes deep with nothing more than an upset tummy.

"But I've been working on some new lyrics for my new album I'm working on...I'm at tha point where I don't give a fuck and I will stop at nothing to do what I need to do to make this shit happen."
Good for you, Captain Shithead.

"Hit me back and we can figure something out. I'm gonna be walking around all night tonight just so I can write. I might end up sleeping on tha street because I'm really at a point in my life where I have nothing left for me but this music thing."
OH SNAP! It's that Hobo Hip-Hop! You need to link up with my main man Afterburner and work on some real hood shit. I've heard many cry over the years that "Seattle is getting slept on", but this takes the term far too literally.

Will the real Slim Sado please stand up?

Game tips/Walk through: Go home. Seriously, what the fucks wrong with you? You suck, like all around. You're living in the fucking streets? Just go back to Ohio. Cost of living is far less out there in the corn fields, and you're mad corny to boot. Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit.