It happens to the best of us.
We hear some dope track or a great song we haven't listened to in a long time and it's all like, awwww shit this track is my jam, juking and jiving and what not...
Six hours later ... still rattling around in your head.
Hey enough already, GTFOutta here!
Eight hours later ... brain held hostage by hook.
That's kind of where I'm at right now, previously victimized by Ini Kamoze on my way to the gym.
Here come da hotsteppa ... MURDERA!
Leave me alone you bastard!