I was in New York City with my family, walking back from someplace and going to lunch. We go to stop at a chocolate store and I didn't know that we were, so I kept walking on. So my brother is like yelling at me to come back then I turn around. This random guy named Mustafa is saying
"Yo, man, you got some serious cool yo. You like walking and not stoppin man, you got some cool man. And do you know where you get your cool from? Your mom and pops. And don't you loose your cool because you'll forget where you get it from, and you'll be like "Yo, where my cool go? it's just like flew out the window, where'd it go, man?"
He took about ten minutes telling me not to forget where i get my cool from. He was selling his own CD's on the street and we bought one. I don't even know if they are copyrighted songs, but Mustafa is the best.