"Chapta."
8:25 p.m.
.."Illegal possession of firearm, plus di pussyhole nearly kill off e wul a mi fren dem! And batty bwoy Andrew a come tell mi fi talk!? Only ting a chat a mi bomboclaatt gun!"
"And pon top a it guh rape off mi likkle sista!? A 'lone bloodclaatt shot deh pussy deh a get yer! Afta him come fuck wid mi fren dem, nearly kill mi off a gun point and a boast a road seh him fuck man sista!?"
"From e bwoy fawd a bay problem him a gi forreal eno Don and yuh been a tell we fi ease off.. but to how this a gwaan, him affi dead eno."
"Big pussy breath bwoy bout him all a 'don' fi e streets and a walk a fuck likkle pickney? Don in a him mumma bloodclaatt!"
-Listening to all the complains about 'Antwane Lemar' ..well, 'new don' as weh dem call him, I cut up my weed into pieces.
This isn't the first time I'm getting shit up info about this 'new don' ute and when I first heard about him, I decided to leave the situation as it was.
But hearing all the fuckery that has happened and what this child has caused- Think a time now mi start tek things in a mi own hands.
And stop mek likkle bwoy feel like big man.
Babylon bwoy dem affi guh ease off, cause a time fi put some bwoy unda manners.
"They probably only texted me because they couldn't get you.. and they also sent me this post from the gleaner too." I tell Kevaun.
He takes my phone and views the post and I watch him carefully read the headline and caption as to what this is about, when he receives an incoming call from Mystro.
"Manners and respect mi Don.. yuh need fi come dung a endz now."
Kevaun sighs loudly then tells him that he'll be there soon.
Knew he was gonna say that because as always, he has some shit to deal with.
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