And I ran for my life and more importantly I ran for my dick , ain’t no way I was getting my dick sucked and ain’t no way I was gnna square up with a nigga trying to suck dicks
I respond with “ bredda that nah go can happen enuh “ and I stepped back and glanced up and down the road .. this was the emptiest, smoothest road I had ever seen in my life tpc .
He used my national ID to find my address .I dont leave home without my ratchet now .. the end .. oh and I didn’t get back my flip flops AND the bills in my wallet was gone.
The day after that I went down town and bought several knives and ratchets . And when I got home I hid them at various parts of my yard .. I was paranoid as fuck now .