All of my students want to listen to rap only. And no, I don't teach at some posh suburban school full of wigger frat boy types. I had years of that already. Now I teach brown children how to to speak white. It's true I am Michelle Pfeiffer in Dangerous Minds (nice try Scott but that joke has been used plenty already). I even have a leather jacket. So I have students who have to wear ankle bracelets and are actually tough kids; and what do they want to listen to you might ask. Oh, how about Drake (look him up, I had to). All these kids listen to rap and know nothing about anything that is over a few months old. I don't get it at all. They ask what rap I'm into and I give them a list of things from the 80s and 90s and they have no idea what I'm talking about. Then again, their parents probably wouldn't either since I realized that I'm older than most of their parents. But for those of us with a memory beyond 20 years, let's recall this little gem. I even remember that this was a marginal hit at some point. Funny that kinds now want to hear Nickelodeon approved Canadian rappers.