Firas Durri

OutKast landed, 3 Thou’ was ill,
Like a male version of Lauryn Hill.
— Jay-Z, ‘A Star is Born’

OutKast, Da Art Of Storytellin’ (Part 1):

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha Thumper
I remember her number like the summer
When her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber party

But you can not call it that cause it was slummer
Well it was more like spend the night
Three in the morning yawning dancing under street lights

We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right
In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
All of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above

Talking ’bout what we gonna be when we grow up
I said what you wanna be, she said, “Alive”
It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes

I coulda died, time went on, I got grown
Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
To find lil Sasha was gone
Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treating her wrong

I kept on singing my song and hoping at a show
That I would one day see her standing in the front row
But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school
With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper.

Isn’t this like so 2004? Still fun though: Teach the Controversy!: