Now, this is a story all about how today I got flip turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute and lie right here, I’ll tell you all about how I started passing bad air.
In the Ullevaal hospital born and raised, on the bed was where I spent most of my days. Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ alright – shooting some airbiscuits morning and night, when a couple of docs wanted to check on my fat, they put me on a tray looking like a cat. They got one drop of blood, and that wasn’t cool – so then I passed air, proper old school.
Word.
-Ammo
Amadeus the Chaos 
