it was HIM ricky... boy i swear i was all fucked up getting high minding my own fucking business right.. and i look across the street.. little shorty walking ya know in my neighborhood so i looked at the menu... reminding myself that i shouldnt order.. and then out of the corner of my right eye i see alex walking towards me puting his cell phone in his pocket...

i ask "whats wrong with you nigga?"
he blushes and says "oh .. i was talking to Ricky"
"about what?... i called that muffuka earlier too , cant return my calls and shit.. im just tryinna get that nigga high like he got me on 4/20"
with a smile.. alex says "well.. i'll tell him to call you later... i cant stop thinking about him"
i get shivers and i say "ewww... i dont wanna know nigga GTFO ------->" and kicked him outta my driveway...

i considered sparying his ass with the water hose to put out the flames and glowing silhouttee coming off his faggot body, but i was high.. and i wanted to go back in the house and eat cocoa pebbles and watch the discovery channel.