so i had a motherfucking ball last night, i was feeling good, on cloud 72, hit the club, feeling and smelling like a millie, bitches taking pictures like the paparrazii, -smiles, so yeah man, i got geeked to the capacity, shit was the bizzomb, soo many ho's wanted to give a nigga the business, ehh, no, no, no, Rika was on my side to hard, yeen going nowhere, she was looking and smelling like a millie, ass all out in shit, i had to cuff her, bitch stay still, yo bitches, them tight fitting dresses, those junts the business, dig that shit, shit hugged her body just right, it was little as fuck, bitch you bend down, i'll punch you in the back of the neck, yay-yuh, man she fine, damn, yeah we left together, spent the night together, got high together, and yeah, "already", but tonight was mad crazy, this shawty pissed me off so bad, if i was a bitch beater, i would've slapped the living the shit out of her, i had to just drop her off, so she got this mentality, that is so fucking hood, but she not a hood bitch, just raised by niggas, so basically she know the game, know how us niggas operate, so i go scoop her up, she say she hungry, i'm with two of my niggas, so she want to go to wendy's, i'm like aight, lets go, we didn't even get down the fucking street good, this bitch start talking shit to me, i'm like shawty, you must think i'm one of your bitches or some, she said yeah, cause you acting like one right now nigga, you keep talking, oooooooooooooooooooooo no this bitch didnt, i seen stars, i seen flashing lights, i'm like aight, bet that, told my nigga, drop this bitch off, then i'm like naw, i aint no grimey nigga, ima buy her food, then drop her off, so we had squashed the little arguement, we get to wendy's, she telling me that i'm to controlling, i try to control everybody, like i'm real aggressive, so i snap, man i aint buying this bitch nothing to eat, she wanted to go home, bitch you going back where we picked you up from, my homie driving, she was like man, take me home, im telling this nigga, take this bitch where you picked up from, fuck you take me for, she talm bout, you just a backseat rider nigga, da fuck up, o really ho, peep game, nigga drop this ho off, and that's on everything, took that ho straight back to where i got her from, bitch, im a backseat rider than call all the shots, fuck you take me for, a chump?, buttttttt i feel so bad, like man, cause i didn't want that to go down like that, like man, i want to call and apologize to her, but i don't know where to start, i can't blame it on the weed, cause she know i be geeked up all the time, and i'm in a chill mood, but it was something yo, i wasnt feeling right, i was frustrated, i don't know, -sighs-, that's what i need to work on, my temper, my attitude, cause i lose so many females from that shit, like damn, its not them, its me, i run all my females off, like man, i just get so annoyed and frustrated, and i take it out on everybody, shit, man this blog to long, im about to smoke a few more blunts, and hit the sheets, im gone.
