The Rapper System

"That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G At Thug Mansion" we're the first thing Jerome could remember since childhood, with this in mind Jerome could not rap to save his life or so he thought. Jerome had the standard childhood born to a middle class family parents spilt at a young age had average grades and played sports but the thing that Jerome loved was music. He could tell you anything from jazz to hip hop from country to pop but he couldn't make music. So he was at an odds when trying to figure out a college to go to Berklee College of Music or Curtis Institute of Music. He'd been stuck on deciding between the schools for a long time since he'd never left his small city of Ames and moving to either coast would be a huge decision. So he did what any reasonable person would do and left it up to chance. Jerome's great grandfather has been a big time sports announcer so he has an old fashion microphone that has become the family heirloom with this in hand and a quarter in the other Jerome flipped the coin. After that time stopped the coin in mid rotation froze. "Hello welcome you have been chosen for the system do you accept?"...…