So, I’m sitting on the BART train on my way to the Oakland Airport last Saturday morning when I overhear a conversation between 2 gentlemen (whom I shall from here on out refer to as “Homeboy #1″ and “Homeboy #2″) that grabs my attention. You know how it goes, one minute you are sleepily nodding-off on the train, drool forming on the corner of your mouth, and the next minute a key word or phrase grabs your attention and you are sucked in, unwittingly, to playing the role of eavesdropper…

Homeboy #1: Allright, I’ll talk to you later baby. (Hangs-up his phone)

Homeboy #2: Oh damn yo, that’s the playa phone! Know what I’m sayin’?

Homeboy #1: Shit, I know, what do you expect? Yo man, yo. You want some Altoids dogg? These are the playa shit! Know what I’m sayin’?

Homeboy #2: Nah, I’m good. Your breath stinkin’?

Homeboy #1: I’m sayin’ though, these things helped me out the other day on the train. My breath be stinkin’ so bad, my tounge was curlin’ up an shit. Know what I’m sayin’? This is the playa shit!

Homeboy #2: (laughs) You like those man? They help you out with the ladies? They keep your breath right, know what I’m sayin’?

Homeboy #1: I’m sayin’ though, these are the playa shit, fo’ real. Know what I’m sayin’?

That’s right, you heard it here first, Altoids are the playa shit! That got me thinking as to what other edible foodstuffs are “the playa shit”. I would have to say that Hot Tamales are the playa shit, as well as Red Vines, they are definitely playa shit.