Got weak, man.

That shit smell good.

Intel, dog.

I'm Jamal.

Peace.

Silence.

So you're trying to get something to bring them nerves down to her bra?

Yeah, I could find study, huh?

Take the test high, get high scores.

Right?

Right.

All right.

Look at that car.

It's not fine.

Get that son go.

Uh huh.

Oh!

Oh, This is the shit.

That shit is called the average.

It's shit, E shit.

Who they'll pass that kid.

E just gave it to the guy in the back, man.

Kind of, could you?

What's up, dawg?

That's a hobby.

No, that's the ivory.

Damn.

Oh, shit.

Your cyber.

Shut up, Silas.

Word.

What the fuck is going on?

And you're supposed to be dead.

I am dead.

But this is what happens when you smoke your boy.

Holy shit, man.

Let me try that.

We lack.

Can we talk about this back in your car?

I know how you can get high scores.

I'm a ghost.

Ghost ghost.

Go, go, go!

Don't touch me.

Is me dog?

What are you doing?

You're just running the streets fucking with the living.

No, I'm just here for you.

But you gotta understand that people can only see me when they smoke me.

I got all the answers.

Consult with Socrates.

Even the old dudes were made of this test.

That's bullshit.

Bullshit.

You not remember I told you I have your back?

Even if I got hit by a bus, man.

Matter of fact, your ass didn't even get hip hop bus.

Wow, I made it.

I can't feel my legs, but I'm alive.

And you predicted that shit.

Yeah.

So what are you doing here?

What are you gonna hook me up with?

With no gag reflex or some shit like that?

Even better, I'm gonna be in there with you.

By the time I'm done with you, every college in the country will be knocking at your door house.

And I must not be high enough.

He a ghost, man.

Cool.

That explains anything.

I'm trying to put my fucking hand through this.