The virtue, if it's today a decade ago, I'm 20 minutes late for work this morning.

Why?

What did we ever do before ways?

So I'm cruising down, sorry to the local reference here, 400, because I live about 20

miles outside of the city now from the radio station.

And it's usually a straight shot this early in the morning, there's hardly anybody in

the road.

It's really funny this early in the morning too.

You see the same cars in the same spot every single morning, because we're all on the

same schedule pretty much.

Like there's a DeCAB County police officer that I see on 400, almost at the same exit

every single day, every single day.

Anyway, so as I'm cruising in today, I'm rocking it on what I like to call the auto bomb

that early in the morning because nobody's paying attention to the speed limit that early

in the morning.

And then all of a sudden you start to see break, I break, I break, I break, I break,

I break, right now 10 years ago.

I'm stuck in natural Africa.

I am just gutting it out.

I have no idea how long I'm going to be in that traffic.

It could be 20 minutes.

It could be 25, but I would have no idea how to get from the end of that traffic all the

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