Poetic Justice

Just like my damn mama

After the barbecue, Iesha and Chicago are arguing over a guy getting with her.
Iesha: Get yo hand off me, shit!
Chicago: Nah fuck you!
Iesha: Get out my face!
Chicago: Nah I ain't in yo face yet! Why the fuck you gotta act up?
Iesha: Shut up!
Chicago: What's yo fuckin problem? Why you gotta disrespect me huh? Why the fuck you gotta disrespect me?!
Iesha: Fuck you, you don't own me!
Chicago: Nah fuck you aight! Fuck you bitch! You and your drunk ass pussy, fuck you!
Iesha: If I'm a bitch, then why you wit me huh? Why the fuck you wit me?
Chicago: I don't know why the fuck I'm wit you!
Iesha: Then leave! Nigga step the fuck off! Cause I ain't in the business of keepin no niggaz when they don't wanna be kept!
Chicago: First of all you don't keep shit aight! You don't keep a muthafuckin thing right!
Iesha: All that talking, do that shit while you walkin.
Justice: Pull over somewhere. I need to talk to her, I'm sick of this shit.
Chicago: I'm a black bastard now? I wasn't a black bastard when I bought you that shit right?
Iesha: You was a black bastard then, and you a black fuckin bastard now.
Chicago: Why the fuck we stopping lucky, why the fuck we stopping man?
Iesha: Good, I gotta pee.
Chicago: You know why you got to pee, you know why you got to pee, cause you drink too damn much!
Iesha: Get yo hand off me shit! I'll pee on your muthafuckin ass!
Lucky pulls over the mail truck, him and justice gets out the truck to open the back door.
Iesha: Lemme out this muthafucka! I gotta pee! Open the door, you gon have some wet ass mail!
Lucky opens the door.
Justice: C'mere Iesha, I wanna talk to you.
Iesha: What's wrong J? Lucky fuckin wit'chu huh? I'm gon fuck you up if you keep fuckin wit her!
Justice: Girl come here, I wanna talk to you!
Iesha: Lemme put on my jacket.
They gotten far away as they could in the hot desert. Iesha starts to throw up.
Justice: Shit, Look at you.
Iesha: Wassup j? Whats the problem girl?
She snatches the bottle off her hand.
Justice: This is the fuckin problem!
Throws it on the floor.
Justice: I'm sick of this shit! That's all you do, you act like an alcoholic bitch!
Iesha: Why you calling me a bitch?
Justice: All you do is get drunk! All the time, that's why I never wanna hang out with you, cause you always actin crazy....just like my damn mama!
They both start sobbing and crying.
Iesha: I'm sorry. God I'm sorry j.
Justice pulls her close for a hug.
Justice: It's gon be ok, it'll be aight, you just gotta freeze up on that shit.
Iesha: I didn't know, I swear I didn't know. You're my best friend, I don't wanna hurt you. And I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Justice: You just gotta stop.
Iesha: I know, God I know. Look at me, I gotta pee.
Justice laughs.
Justice: You old cow come on.
Iesha: U a cow!
Once they made a pitstop, Chicago speaking negative bullshit while lucky is listening to coolio.
Chicago: You right. Shit don't change I told you, can't give these hoes shit, they try to break yo back.
Lucky: R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Iesha starts kissing on the back of Chicago's neck trying to get him to forgive her.
Iesha: Still mad at me?
Chicago: Come on man it's hot, wassup?
Iesha: Sorry Chicago.
Justice starts feeling the lyrics and the beat.
Justice: Hey that's nice, who's that?
Lucky: My cousin Kalil.
Justice: Oh that's real nice.
Lucky: He write all this shit. I help him with his ideas and shit, but he do this. That's what I'm finna do now, go down to Oakland and work on this music thing.
Chicago: Its all right man, it ain't all that.
Lucky: Fuck you bitch! Why you always got something negative to say man? At least the nigga ain't bein creative.
Chicago: Fuck him he ain't creative, I'm creative aight.
Lucky: What'chu do?
Chicago:......I can dress.
Lucky: That's just like a nigga to down talk another muthafucka cause he tryin and you ain't! You ain't shit! Post office working muthafucka no union ass nigga!
Chicago: You work there too!
Lucky: I'm in the union!
Chicago: Don't mean shit! You need a fashion tip, sweatshirt wearing ass.
Justice: Why are y'all always fighting, I thought y'all were suppose to be friends?
Chicago: I just work with him.
Lucky: Fuck that nigga.
Chicago: Damn, can I get some air? Breathing like a goddamn dragon.
Iesha: Anyway...'take it to the east, take it to the west' (both) 'it really doesn't matter who shakes the best!'
She starts dancing, justice joins her.
Iesha: Turn that shit up man.
They stopped at the beach, lucky and Chicago throwing rocks into the water, while justice and Iesha are sitting on the sand together.
Justice: A wise man once said "Look at the ocean and realize that no matter how famous you are or how much you make know that you'll never be important as the ocean." Why didn't I go to college? Grandma would be rolling in her grave two times if she saw me. I wonder......nah, he probably got babies, look at him. He look just like the type that got babies stashed somewhere.