Some of yall followed my story. Dude said he was gon kill me this n that. Ran into him today. Needless to say, Im still alive. Punked him out. Ill explain later. Smoked a bowl, Ready to jus chill for a bit.
My AIM wont sign on Nati. 'We smoke the ganz cuz we be stressed, Fuck with me n catch eternal rest, They be like what up and im like yeah what up glocz up, Fuck with me in Detroit and thas how you get shot up.'
I run into alot less fights now in Colorado compared to when I lived in Chicago.. Then again, you're always going to run into trouble no matter where you move. As an example: In Chicago I ran into someone calling me a bitch or starting some kind of fight on a weekly basis... Now its a very rare occurence, but it still happens. Never been to Detroit, but I know people there. Most of them are strapped or at least carry a knife for the sake of their own protection. haha, where am I going with this.. I have nooo idea. Enjoy that bowl!.. That's what I'm trying to say..