I'm running out of bars tomorrow. 
My connect for them is the same one with the broken back. I've been trying to call the past two days just to see how he's doing, no answer.... so I figure calling about bars is a no-go. On the other hand, I talked to another connect and come to find out he's been picking dope up every day since he wrecked his shit-- just can't pick up a call from me to see if there's anything I can do for him.
I was for real twisted about the shit but now I'm pretty much like fuck that fat mother fucker.
I understand dude's probably in pain but once you start selectively choosing to make/answer drug-related phone calls only, you start to alienate the people that actually give a fuck about you.
Fuck dope, fuck dope heads-- if you qualify for that category then I apologize, but that shit has bad news written all over it. Nigga tries dope, gets hooked, never the fuckin' same....
Fuck I miss the old days....
I'm for real thinking of dropping every dopehead I know out of my circle. Not givin' a fuck if we go back to the sandbox, man, you fuckin' with needles you not fuckin' with me, straight the fuck up.
I can't stand this shit. The more I think about how fucked up I was and how not-givin-a-fuck this bitch is, I'm finna go all Omar on this mother fucker, man.....
The only thing stopping me, really? I posted it on the internet.
I can't stand feelin' empathetic towards a mother fucker, someone you consider family despite the lack of bloodline, and getting the sense of "well... fuck, that was your choice, bro, i don't give a fuck" in return.
I'm for real heated, the more I type the worse this shit gets... I need to smoke somethin', FUCK.....

My connect for them is the same one with the broken back. I've been trying to call the past two days just to see how he's doing, no answer.... so I figure calling about bars is a no-go. On the other hand, I talked to another connect and come to find out he's been picking dope up every day since he wrecked his shit-- just can't pick up a call from me to see if there's anything I can do for him.
I was for real twisted about the shit but now I'm pretty much like fuck that fat mother fucker.
I understand dude's probably in pain but once you start selectively choosing to make/answer drug-related phone calls only, you start to alienate the people that actually give a fuck about you.
Fuck dope, fuck dope heads-- if you qualify for that category then I apologize, but that shit has bad news written all over it. Nigga tries dope, gets hooked, never the fuckin' same....
Fuck I miss the old days....
I'm for real thinking of dropping every dopehead I know out of my circle. Not givin' a fuck if we go back to the sandbox, man, you fuckin' with needles you not fuckin' with me, straight the fuck up.
I can't stand this shit. The more I think about how fucked up I was and how not-givin-a-fuck this bitch is, I'm finna go all Omar on this mother fucker, man.....

The only thing stopping me, really? I posted it on the internet.
I can't stand feelin' empathetic towards a mother fucker, someone you consider family despite the lack of bloodline, and getting the sense of "well... fuck, that was your choice, bro, i don't give a fuck" in return.
I'm for real heated, the more I type the worse this shit gets... I need to smoke somethin', FUCK.....
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