I'm about to go out bad. Ight this what happen. I told y'all already how Stupid Boy fought Von. Well after that, his lil group started beefing with us the Dons. Now ion go for shit, I don't. So anytime I saw them I'm on that. I want smoke. They wanted no smoke at all. Niggas really bitches. I give my respect to Von though. The rest some hoes.
Anyway it's Wensday, if you go to a HBCU, then you know fried chicken/dress for success wednesday's is not a game. It's deep. So I'm walking to the cafe, I see Westlake', I speak and give her a hug, keep in my mind, my headphones in, I ain't even stop to talk to Westlake. It was just a hi and bye situation. I see Von, I mugged his ass cause at the time he a opp. He went to saying something but that's after we walk past each other, so I honestly ain't hear him.
A few hours later we at the student Union, and Brimm was talking to the Fake Ass Rollin 60 (OK I admitted to not being plugged in with the big homies but he was super fake. I mean OD fake. At least I know about Buddah, and the dog fight, and Bonnie and Goldie, and Florence and Normadie, and Sidewinder and....lemme chill lol.) But brah they talking about me and Von. Which I ain't know it was a issue. I aint even care. So Brimm trying to defuse shit, he call Von, we go outside. This man come outside spazzing on me so without question I whip out. I mean what was I supposed to do? If I'm clutching and you acting crazy I'ma drawn down the hell.
Problem is I'm at school. See it wasn't like I was back on Redan, Memorial Dr, or somewhere. I can't just spank bro at school. I mean I could but c'mon I'm not finna wet a nigga, 2 in the afternoon in front of the damn school. Had it been somewhere else I'm upping to hit you. But we wasn't so, I up on him like brah chill all that out.
Now when most people get upped on they shut the hell up, or up back. This man Von got more mad. He get to spazzing some more, and I'm like brah, be intimidated damn it. Shit. I ain't trying kill you. But nah he was going make me kill him. Another place I would've wet his ass.
So now I'm like highly confused because he's not intimidated by this damn gun in his face. Damn it. So Brimm got to tripping too telling me to chill and all that. He like man just hit. So we go to the Ville. Now I called Groove. Groove came with the whole gang. Like ten of them niggas. Then Brimm called Never Scared and they came. I'm posted waiting for Von with like 50 niggas behind me. I already told Groove we going beat him and rob him. So that's was going on. Well Von rides past us, like four times.
Hours later after this lil talent show I'm like yeah moe a bitch he ain't pull up.
This nigga pull up.
So calm he walk up on me and say "wassup I want a one fake ass Crip."
I damn near shot this man. Honestly I reached, but Najee told me to chill plus we was in the student union.
So we go off campus I ain't scared, I just wanna shoot him. I have, well had a "I ain't boxing you out I'ma shoot you" mindset. Especially when I'm clutching. So while we driving I'm clutching my banger like I'ma hop out and air his ass out fuck it we off campus.
When we got to the barber shop we was going hit at, I hop out, banger in hand. Lit that motha fucka up. Whole clip. Nah, I ain't do that lol, another homie, a 60 nigga hopped out and pull up on me. He like "man cuh chill with the gun shit just shoot him a one." Plus Najee kept saying that I said fuck it, it's a one.
So I got my ass beat. I did man I can't even lie. Not bad like I ain't get my shit bust or none. It didn't even look like I got into a fight because this same night I was messing with Penelope she ain't know I was in a fight.
So since I lost we ceased the issue, went got a bottle. This the night Penelope yeahed Meat after that kickback we had. I yeahed me some too though, I was stressed.
Side Note: now this is my advice to avoid a situation like this. Fuck all that talking and kill em. Lmao nah don't do that. Nah for real, everything I did was stupid and uncalled for. One it's a charge to even point a gun at somebody anyway. Two college is not the streets there's no reason for issues to end in gun play. The mindset of upping on people ain't cool anyway, the Bible says you reap what you sow. If you out here upping and sliding, trust me somebody going kill you. I know plenty of people who died living like that for real. It's not worth it. All you gotta do is box a nigga ass out. If you lose do some push ups and fight again. I ain't losing shit now, I'ma beat the hell out you. But honestly it gets to a point where even fighting becomes childish. It's not cool anymore. So yeah that's this chapter moral reasoning. You ain't gotta play gangsta with them bangers. Use your hands, but try to avoid that too.
Alex the Editor's Note: please do not kill or shoot at people. if you get caught it could mean prison and it really is not fun :(
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Non-FictionFrom dorm rooms to a prison cell... This book captures my two years at Savannah State. My high's and my low's. I went from trying to join a frat to facing two life sentences plus 40. Ain't no cap in my rap either! This story is lagit, raw and real I...