It's like every year around the same time it's a damn hurricane. And I always evacuate to Augusta. Now Augusta is where my foster family is, it's also where The Transforming Rat from. Now, he been around so far, all the time because Najee was staying with him. And he had a apartment type dorm so we was always there. But it was the hurricane that really started to bond us.
Since he from Augusta, we had linked up down there at my foster father house, his name Wesley so yeah. It was me, him and Najee. We down there kicking flava, chilling. So we go to the mall, this one of Najee's best assist cause this where I meet Lenox.
Whew. As much as I talk shit about lightskin girls being evil you would think I'll stay away from them. Nope, because Lenox fucking lightskin. And damn this bitch was bad. Nah frfr. This girl had the smoothest skin ever brah. EVER. That ass was plumped and sit just right, jiggly too. And damn, that motha fuka creamy! I'm talking vanilla ice cream. (I wrote about her in Love & The Mad Man too). But yeah. She irelvent though, that just was a yeah. Vicious yeah, but yeah. I brung her up because one night while me and Lenox was doing our thing, The Transforming Rat was fucking her friend. We had a foursome actually, fucking bestfriends in the same damn bed. Anyway this time though, this just was building the bond between me and The Transforming Rat.
He was cool with Najee but not for real. It was more so me & him. Like we got off the chain with the shit we was doing. I have a whole chapter about our hoe shit, but yeah. I eventually met his folks, got cool with them, and vice versa. This man met my folks and my foster folks. We was doing everything together.
It was one time we had this one yeah, ion know her name she in the army though. We had scooped her from Fort Gordon, riding around finna run her, so we go to the liquor store got the lil $12 bottle of Ciroc, FOR ALL 3 OF US. This yeah drink it all by herself on some nut shit. I'm really turned off, I'm good but I'm whipping so The Rat could knock her down in the backseat but she did some dumb shit so we drop her off in the middle of his hood.
He from Southside Augusta by the way, Doggwood Terrance, he from the trenches. We left that girl there 3 in the morning, took her card and went straight to Checkers. We had made a song that day too, it's on SoundCloud right now, mhm. We had some other yeahs from Pain college too. I mean we was just with it.
And like I really transformed this man. See let me tell yall right, I put bro on to Ash, she a hoe like it's nothing to do that ya digg. But she tell me he was like rubbing all on her thighs and shit on some creep shit though. It was one time we had some yeahs over, I peep this nigga jacking off! I'm like maaaaaan.
Then! ah man he caused me a yeah. Dejah. Lightskin (I know right?) Short, baaaaad. I mean yeah. Man she was fucking with me right, we was supposed to grab some food from the café, her friend and my friend. So I call him like yeah, I got this yeah and she got a friend. Maaaan soon as Dejah seen him she was like "Nah I'm good." Now her friend that she brought is my smoke buddy, so I push up on her like what the hell! I wanted Dejah. What happen?
Turns out moe (The Transforming Rat) showed Dejah and the friend his dick pics at a kickback.
That's when I had enough. I sat that nigga down like brah you trippin! I gave him some drip. The man had ONE body y'all. We 18/19/20 years old how the fuck you only fuck one bitch? Man I gave him some Don drip he took off. I told him to do the AKA pageant and guess what? He won that motha fucka! He was the '17-18 Mr.AKA brah. I did that. I gave him the game on the yeahs now he was running crazy.
But beyond that it was to many times we was being actual friends. Brah was there for me during the abortion, I even opened up to him about why I was cutting and shit. Like that's where the bond came. It was more than running yeahs. This was like my brother. Plus like I said we met way back in 2013 in alternative school. We went from YDC's to college.
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Yeah Maaan I Was Lit!
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