"Where you from?" Stephon asked Keyshawn.
"Compton," he said.
"Ain't Compton down the street?" Stephon asked.
"This nigga stupid as hell," Keyshawn thought. "It's in California with yo dumbass." Ensley is down the street!"
"Then how yo ass end up here?"
"I called my momma a hoe and she started chasing me. I ran through backyards, riding on horses, doing everything to get away from that bitch! I even took a plane here cause I heard Birmingham de shit! But from the looks of it, it's the exact opposite. If it wasn't for my bitch nigga mom."
"What is a bitch nigga?" Stephon asked scratching his balls.
"I don't know but just get the idea that I hate my mom n she don't play. By the way, you never told me yo name."
"I'm Stephon, but call me crackhead. Somebody at the city park called me that and I thought it sounded cool. Ain't it cool?"
"No, but yo ass sure do look like a crackhead. Anyways why u live beside a dumpster?"
"Nigga I don't know but I'm hungry. I'm going to rob Burger King. U coming?"
"Yea sure I guess. With yo ugly ass we can scare all them muufukas in that bitch."
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DA 6 CRACKHEADS
FantasyThis story is about a group of crackheads who cause havoc in downtown Birmingham and does the best to be rich.
