Well… you're probably dressed in Rocafella clothing, drinking Armandale (chasing it with Budweiser).   You go to the club (which coincidentally has a baller-sports theme to it) and are able to catch a little bit of the Nets game.  You then got bottle service (of course) and were going to order Cristal, but then vehemently denied it and got the Dom Perignon instead.   Later, although it ain't easy, you'll find a couple of girls, girls, girls (from all over the globe) and take them home.  However, in the Escalade on the way home they turn into real bitches.   As you are arguing, you get pulled over by the cops (figures) and you realize that you have much greater problems than the bitches in the car.  That kind of describes an average day in your life… right?

Actually, on second thought… you are probably a short white kid going to University of Michigan who likes blasting Jigga while “pregaming” before going to the SDT date night.