Turn this shit off guh. Dat nigga voice so annoyin" Nic nagged for the millionth time since he'd been at my house. We were listening to Misunderstood by my baby daddy Pnb Rock and he had been complaining since he got here.
"Told you I had hoes but you must aint believe me though" I sang into the comb I was using to braid his hair.
"Turn on some Tupac or some', this nigga irrelevant." He complained taking my phone from the speaker stand.
"I'm not really into Tupac. He so cliche to me. The only time I Listen to him is when mother's day rolls around and everybody use Dear Mama for they videos." I admitted as Nic turned around with his mouth wide open.
"I gotta get out of this corrupt place. First lah nigga downstairs say he aint fuck with 21 savage and now this. I cannot buhlee this shit . And for this, imma speak like the preppiest white boy you fine ever met. Just disrepeckful" Nic told me, dumbfounded at me and Khai's choice in music.
For some reason I just felt like Tupac was overrated. It's just something about him that I didn't really find interesting. The only thing i liked about him was Thug Life.
"I dont rock with Tupac but I love his Thug Life philosophy." I reasoned finishing the last of the two braids I did for Nic.
"I used to walk around Nola screaming Thug Life just because. What he mean by that?" He questioned
"The Hate U Give Little Infants Fucks Everybody" I hinted putting up the supplies I used.
He continued to sit and think about until I realized he still had no idea what I was talking about.
I smacked my lips "The Hate U Give Little Infants Fucks Everybody." I repeated emphasizing the letter U. If I had never seen slow, I definitely seen it with Nic. This dude was the slowest person I met besides DaKoda. Thinking of that I made a mental note to talk to them about the other night.
"You aint Socrates in this bitch, ion know what the hell any of that means." Nic complained pulling at his chin hair trying to think about what i was saying.
Smacking my lips, I helped him even more. "T-H-U-G-L-I-F-E" I sighed hoping that would help because I had nothing else to help.
"Ohhh, I get it now." he drug out trying to convince me. Me knowing him, I knew damn well he didn't know but I left the situation alone not wanting to pressed the issue any longer.
"Yea whatever Nic. Anyway, I noticed the whole you not talking with your accent, you aint slick. You better be playing. You know I love being your 'lah baybeh'." I laughed grabbing my keys so we could go get some food to eat.
I had to wait for Nic before leaving because he was taking pictures.
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"Come on Nic I'm hungry!"
Since Khai went over to G's house to play ball or whatever they like to do, it was just going to be me and Nic today because everyone was busy.
