I imagine Coolio wanders from city to city, from town to town, looking for someone who’ll listen to him perform “Gangsta’s Paradise,” and this video essentially confirms that. But first, it’s Cookin’ with Coolio.
He was playing a gig in our city, and a few of my housemates were in the VIP after party. He came back to our house afterwards, and told us that he wasn’t busy that night so would come over and cook us dinner. We had Coolio’s Caprese Salad, Chicken á la Daaaamn, and Peach Crumble. We also videoed a cooking show (“Cookin’ with Coolio”). It was just as weird as it sounds.
They say I gotta learn/But nobody’s here to teach me/If they can’t understand it, how can they peach crumble me?
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