Check this out:
I was out one day buying some records from the record store.
You know, ain't gonna say which one, but you know what I'm saying.

I was feeling good.
I had a nice pack of records in my hand, two bags.
Going back to the hotel,
Aight, all good, all good.

I get back to the hotel, get on the elevator.
All of a sudden, I walk in.
I'm looking at my records all happy, all fun.
You know, yeah, can't wait to check this one out, see what it sounds like at the club.

And this lady looks at me and says:
Is that a record?
Wow, do they still make those?
I'm like yeah, I'm a DJ.
Yeah, you know, getting ready to play tonight.

She has a son with her,
And he tugs her on the shoulder and says:
Mom, hey mom, mom!
What's a record?

And I'm like damn, there it is.

Is that a record?
Whoa did they all make those?