00:00Yo, Weasel here.
00:02We met at the fest before.
00:03That clickin'?
00:04Now let me break this down real quick.
00:08So I'm vibin' at Motorfest, just soakin' it in.
00:11When my cousin hits me up, he's like,
00:13Yo, Weasel, I heard about this secret crew.
00:17He leans in all shady, drops the name like his top secret clearance.
00:22Monkey's Kitchen.
00:24It's a movement.
00:26Underground, off-grid.
00:27Like a secret lab where they cook up art, feats, and custom rides.
00:423.17 a.m., I get a drop.
00:45Warehouse slot.
00:46No address.
00:47Just follow the bass.
00:51So I follow him.
00:52And when I roll up, boom!
00:55Play slots up like a glow-stick factory in a tire shop had a very loud baby.
01:01Cars everywhere.
01:02Beats slappin'.
01:04People spray-paintin' murals mid-drift.
01:06It is chaos, but like beautiful chaos.
01:10And the whips, man.
01:12Hoo!
01:12Stance wheels so wide, they need their own zip code.
01:16Rim so shiny, I caught my reflection questionin' its life choices.
01:19It's like the best customs of the fest got hijacked by street artists on the Sugar Rush.
01:24Make it look alright.
01:26Later.
01:26Bye.
01:29See you tomorrow.
01:29See you tomorrow.
01:30Bye.
01:31choos.
01:36See you tomorrow.
01:39Bye.
01:50Bye.
01:51Bye.
06:22I guess I'll just full send it to team one then.
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