so I'm wakin up this morning to a china doll in the bed, and I'm just starin at the cieling wonderin what happened last nite.. I dont know but I have these scratches on me, and I cant feel my left leg, well the lower part. I dont get it. anyways, I open one eye up and I see her movin around a bit, so I close my eyes quick and start pretendin to talk in my sleep. I'm all like "mmmmm, bitch get the fuk out... mmmmm, bitch you need to leave!" well she doesnt leave, instead she makes blueberry muffins. they were pretty good, actually. by this time I'm late as fuk to work, so I decide to stay a lil bit longer to make it worthwhile.

I send her on her merry way, (tore up walkin sideways) and I get on w/ my day. I look at myself in the mirror and say to myself, "damn nigga you are a OG for reals. you are the definition of bein extra gangsta with it, at all times. you always represent to the fullest" yeeea, thats right. well I get outside to start the Lincoln and as I'm backin up, I hear some scratchin goin on underneath my car, WTF? I pull my .380 out in case its some rabid animal, but it wasnt. turns out to be somethin scrapin behind my rotor. SHIT!! so I hit the lincoln dealer up, greeat. well I start talkin to my boy in service, he's gonna hook that shit up for the freesky. sweeeeet. then I'm like "yo man I need that rental car for the price of mmmm, on the house" he comes back w/ this '05 grand marquis, I have never driven something so disgusting in my life.. I felt wierd, but I put in that old Ice Cube anyways. now I'm sitin at my desk not even wantin to do anything, just cause of this straight garbage transportation.

oh well.