The groupies. The booze. The fans. The drugs. The horns. You think you may know what it’s like when a rock star goes on tour but five bucks and a Royal Blunt says you don’t know everything - especially when it comes to King Gordy and company. And, there is more to a summer tour, like spending most of your day in a packed van, hanging out with the same eight people day in and day out and of course the groupies, the booze, the fans, the drugs and, those legendary horns. This is the summer life of a burgeoning rock star as he hits the truck stop lined U.S. roads for nightly performances with D12, Slum Village and Bone Crusher… It’s a mad, mad, mad, mad fucking world out there. Friday, August 13 2:23p.m. (EST) Homecoming We’ve been home for awhile and I miss being on the road. Every show was an experience, except for Austin and Pittsburgh. We played a very, very small venue in Pittsburgh and the Austin show was outside in the middle of the day…it just wasn’t my thing…I have a really dark tone. The State Theatre show was the best show as far as out performance. I felt a different type of energy…I just had tons of energy. Because we were home, I tried to make it the best show that I possibly could. We have a hometown advantage in Detroit. I’m a lyrical sportsman… Monday, July 19 12:05p.m. (EST) A word for George W. We are driving to D.C. right now. If I see George W. Bush I will tell him to fire the whole D.E.A staff. They are unnecessary and we don’t need them in this country… Marv Won is injured. His leg is busted or some shit. We have been having an ongoing water fight with D12. In the last battle, I ran but Marv didn’t see them coming. He slipped and fell and twisted his ankle or knee or something. He is still performing, just staying stationary. Friday, July 16 2:15p.m. (EST) Everything’s peachy No, I did not go to Disney Land when we were in Orlando. I am 27-years-old. I want to go to the strip clubs, I don’t care about Mickey Mouse. I liked New Orleans better. We had some damn good food when we were there, but we weren’t there long enough to really see the city. But you know me, I am just getting’ high and being the rock star that I was born to be. Bango is getting’ liquored but I am getting’ high and stayin’ high. We are in Atlanta now, just hangin’ out…Did you know that I can get groupies in every city? Yeah, every city except for red-neck fuckin’ Austin. Thursday, July 8 10:30a.m. (CST) Baby, we’re in Kansas Last night, we drove thru the fuckin’ tornado capital of the world. So, we left Denver and were heading down the highway, to Austin, when all of the sudden we hear about a tornado on the radio and don’t think much of it until we start to see these little tornado clouds. Yes, I felt like I was in the movie Twister and was waiting for a fuckin’ cow to fly by us. We stopped under a bridge to look at the clouds. We drove away from it and went into the basement for some country kitchen place then ended up inside the basement for a Holiday Inn or some shit like that. But black clouds were literally following me. Because of the fuckin’ tornados we have been on the road for about 20 hours. But I’m high and we made it to Austin so everything is alright. First Entry: Monday, June 28 3:04p.m. (PSD) San Francisco hotel We’ve played shows in Milwaukee, Chicago, Minneapolis and Seattle and now we are hitting the West Coast. All of this driving…but I get through it with the White Stripes, Nirvana and a little Andre 3000. Everyone else might get tired of it, but I don’t give a fuck. Kurt Cobain is my favorite driving music. I could listen to him for hours. I’ve never seen the Pacific Ocean before but I did see the bridge today…that was sweet. Maybe in San Diego I will see the beach. Oh, and Cali has the best weed in the world. There are groupies around but I don't care. All I care about is the weed.