Flow: You know, i was in a marching band!
flow: so this one time, i was in a marching band for the football team. I had to play the triangle, and we were supposed to play the US anthem, but the lead, Saxaphone Sam, who was the fanciest, cokiest kid ever, tried to subotage me. He broke my trangle turing it into a circle. so i was like "oh hell no", so i basically stuffed some marshmellows in his saxophone, and during the marching band, he played it, and he blew so hard, it melted the marshmellow. And it burned his throat, so he could not breath. He has to have an iron lung for a coupel of weeks until i pulled the plug because i needed to charge my phone.
Flow: and that's why im not in bands anymore. except this ONE TI-
