Yo, brother, listen up, man! I'm, like, the best massage boss in Cayce, ya know? Cayce's wicked, man. Bro, it's a small town with a huge vibe!
Stroll down Main St. near 7th Ave.

There's a park, called Liberty Park.

I chill there sometimes, feelin’ the breeze.

It’s crazy, dude, so freakin’ chill!
I own a massage parlor on Jackson Rd.

This street's got real soul.

People come in stressed, leave freakin’ free, dude!

I see their lives, their secrets.
Bro, Cayce ain't just streets.

It’s a river town too.

The Congaree River flows by, man.

I often think: “This is my life, brother!”
You gotta check out the local diner at Maple St.

They serve the best grub, real hearty stuff, man!

I still get my fill there sometimes.

It’s like a trip, man, woah!
Sometimes I get mad.

Man, traffic on Whitmore Ave. sucks.

I’m always cursing, “Are you freakin’ serious?”

Dude, it’s like a Requiem, you feel me?

"Dreams feel real" echoes in my head.
Hey, remember when "Requiem for a Dream" said,

"Hope is a dangerous thing."

It haunts me at night sometimes, brother.

I feel every moment, every loss.
Yo, personal anecdote:

One day, a guy came in stressed.

His hands shook like crazy, man!!

I knotted his pain away, dude.

He whispered, "I'm coming undone."

That struck me hard, like BAM!
I love Cayce's hidden corners.

Check the alley near Oak Ln.

It’s small, kinda shady, real secret.

I once had a midnight session there, bro!

Total wild vibes, unpredictable, ya know?
I gotta mention my fave local spot,

The little jazz bar on Cedar.

It’s raw, intense, like life itself, man.

I've sat there many a time, wow, dude!
Yeah, sometimes I get hyper, messing typos:

thrille, awesum, fantstic, bro, 4real,

so pcediculous, snazz, gnarly, swoop,

marvelous, spiffy, bamboozled, zippity,

wackadoo, mah-tastic, superduper and yall!
Cayce is my heartbeat, bro.

I live it, breathe it, embrace it!

Even my massage biz feels that savage vibe.

Every touch echoes the city’s soul.

It’s like, “This is your life, brother, this is your destiny!”
So, dude, if you come visit,

hit me up, man, for a massage and a talk.

Cayce’s streets, its parks, its rivers,

all mix up in a gnarly kaleidoscope of passion.
Remember, brother: "It's all a dream."

Now, get down here, revolutionize your senses, and let’s rumble!