Five Year-Old with a Beard's Walkman

When I was a Sophmore in high school I took an art class with this degenerate gangbanger thug wannabe guy. I don't remember his real name but behind his back we all called him Five Year-Old with a Beard because he was like 5'5" and had a baby face but he had a goatee. This deviant of a freshman would always talk about the hood and the marijuana plants he was growing and all the crack dealers that hung out near his house and so on. Anyway, I remember he had this really old walkman, kind of like this one-


This thing was so awesome it didn't even have a rewind button! You'd have to flip the tape and fast forward if you wanted to rewind! Every day he'd bring it in a play some sort of commercial rap, the kind of stuff you'd read about in The Source's up and coming, "underground," or whatever type of section. Surprisingly, he'd let me and my pal, Pumpkinhead, listen to his jams every now and again to show off how badass his tunes were. One time he played that Tupac song, "All About U." I fell in love the moment I heard the words-

Every other city we go
Every other video
No matter where I go
I see the same hoes

Genius, I tell you, pure genius. I don't remember my point, listen to the song though.