In the year 2029, after defeating John Conner in a fierce techno duel.Skynet's terminator figured that John Conner wasn't worth all the bullshit after all. He saw how the evil Lil' Wayne an his minions were destroying music and it had to be stopped. So he sent me back in time to the DJ that got the oil moving in his knees when he was just a baby cell phone. It was a long trip but I finally arrived at the doorstop of DJ Slavepupy. He was an odd old man and the years of fake DJ's had beaten him down. Under Slavepupy's command, I got better than I had ever been and he too had found a lost passion. Unfortunatly, his friends were not as trust worthy. I shall say no names but a prostitute cleaning lady that sounds like randa,who i now know as the Sperminator stole my time portal and sold it for "work related uses". Soon after that I was collared DJ Future. Taking the sickest beats of my time and bringing them here. I am constantly faced with wannabe vinyl pusher's but Slavepupy and myself quickly destroy them for the sake of mankind. P.S. My time portal which was a delorean was changed into an 87 mazda truck that isn't fit to drive these dirty streets. If you should so happen to see one said truck let me know so I can get back home.