Rap songs about strip clubs depress me. The bragging just doesn’t quite add up.

It’s like, “Now that I’m a big-time rapper, I can afford to spend much more money here than you can. What you only do once in a while (and often feel a bit soiled by), I can now do every day! Shit, I have so much money that I can be takenadvantage of to the extent that I’ll even fall in love with this woman who’s time I’m renting (for partial service) by the song! Don’t you wish you were living my (depressing) life? Cue the hook!”.

Umm, I think I’ll go to med school.

- Sandeep