Wow – Here I am waking up in the tour bus on a 9 hr ride from a sold out show and crazy party in Brussels,Belgium to Essen ,Germany. 50 had over 2000 people at the Fiesta club after party and I was drunk and burnt out from dj-ing in my bunk. Mia – (50′s Stylist) woke me up with some wet uzi farts which I found to be annoying. Now that I am officially up , I found some form of energy to raise my head slightly and look out my cool little window and see highway and farmland! I see cows and chickens everywhere . What the hell! We finally get to this small ass city and Im hungry as hell . I can probably eat like 100 fat p*ssies from the way I was starving. I finally get to the venue called Grugahalle and ran straight to our personal mess hall. Mess is the best word to describe the eating area due to the fact all that were available to eat was melting moist ass potatoes and slabs of oozing pork . I ate bread and something that looks like butter for dinner and prepared for the show . I snuck out to peep what Essen people were wearing as the day lagged and all I saw were Pumas and bootleg g-unit tees everywhere. The funniest thing I saw was a white german girl wearing a Ja-rule in a ghostbuster sign t-shirt . After I laughed at the wak gear people were wearing ,I ran and sat on my traditional secret throne area that I have in each venue and sit back and enjoy the aroma of a real haitian . Aaaaaah 15mins of heaven – no 50 no Banks no Yayo no Governor –just me evacuating my friends so I can have a smooth show without worrying about my stomach . I always get nervous before a show starts and Im not the one to wear pampers to control my problem —that is non -g-unit-like. Blah blah blah the show got murdered of course and now we have no f*cking after party here because these tiny ass clubs in Essen can’t afford to have us do a walk thru or a set . I realized that and shouted out Lloyd Bank’s hotel room number to the 4500 fans for the official afterparty . Blah Blah Blah we get to the Sheraton Essen Hotel and it was pure chaos . We fought thru 200 girls at the front desk and escaped to our rooms . Mr beamer, benz and bentley cursed me the fuck out for having girls and male groupies ringing his bell and calling his hotel room all night. These Essen groupies are crazy — one had 1 leg ,one was 4 months pregnant , and one was incredibly overweight -due to respect for people I wont shout out her weight. Blah Blah Blah bang bang -pow! It was finally over at around 3 -330 am . You can hear heavy snores from groupie satisfied men howling thru out the hallway . I see residues leaving the scene- escaping into the elevator of no return with a look on their faces relaying (see you next time). The elevator closes and I stand there for a couple seconds just to see the numbers go down and wonder how high my friend’s room bills will be with all this wreckless partying and these bbs (bumbitches) drinking out their mini-bars . I just laugh to myself and pop a pepsi out the machine and walk back to check if 50 is cool . 30 mins later we are back on the tour bus heading towards Switzerland watching the movie -Inside Man- with 50 Cent and Governor laughing at Spike Lee going in on 50 with that videogame scene with the kid -(Come on Spike that was wak) — Sorry- Essen didn’t have much going on – but we do love our fans – where ever we go ! POW! 26 more cities to go ! damn. p.s. residues means – (groupies that didn’t f*ck but drink out your mini-bar and come for pics) – Powww!!!