Fuck this punk nukka. Im pissed now. Im drunk now. Its not even 7 P.M. My ex girl i talk to all the time, She calls me up and says shes gon go to the park n shit. W/e ya know. Then like a hour later my phone rings, No caller ID, I pick up and its her. Shes sounds scared and like 5 seconds later punk ass Kyle starts yellin tellin her to get the fuck off the phone or he'll kill her ect ect. The phone hangs up. Like 3 minutes later phone rings again i pick up and its her again. She told me where shes at and that kyles freakin out and shes scared n shit. Well kyle used to be my homeboy, Then they broke up awhile back. Me n her got together, He found out we fucked and flipped out and threatned to kill me for like 2 months. And i woulda ended his life if he came at me but he wouldnt only says shit over the phone or if hes like 200ish feet away from me. So fucking phone rings like 10 minutes later, I pick up, Its kyle this time. He's all pissed the fuck off saying how if i keep talking to his gurl he'll kill me and shit. I laughed at him and fucked with him while hes all serious im jus fucking with him pissin him off even more. So he hangs up on me. Phone rings a few minutes later again and its him again, Hes sayin shes breaking up with him so she can go fuck me or some bullshit like that. And hung up on me. I went down the street a few houses to my homeboys. Got heated and rolled out with him. Looked for him all over and couldnt find him for shit. My cell goes off and its her, I pick up and she says he wont leave her alone and keeps follwoing her and pushing her around n shit. I asked her what streets shes on and she told me and we sped over there. Get there and see her walking down the street crying by her fucking self, Him no where to be seen. She jumps in and says he heard her say the streets and he took off running through backyards n shit. Fucking punk ass bitch. Got me all heated and drunk ready to do something... Im sick of fake nukkas and games. Talk shit bra, Ill get cha, With the tip of my pistol.