I pulled over. I cant drive with this shit on my mind. So I lit up a blunt and let the loud roam through my lungs.. Sinking into my thoughts. Again i cant beleive i did that tah lil bit. Like damn why i gotta be so playful sometimes. Im always fuckin shit up. But to be true. I like lil ma. I seem to have more heart for her than any otha female. I mean i aint no sweet nigga. Im not the type to tell you that i missed you. Far as im concerned ion needa give no fuckin love to nobody in these fuckin streets. I been in the drug game sence the age 13. Yeah iknow its young but i had to do somethin. My moms was a drug atic. I'd come home from school to see her useing needles pushin the poison into her body. She started after my dad left tah go be with this otha women. And ill never forget the day.
Flash back...
I walked into the house to see glass on the floor. And the house completely destroyed from head tah toe... My mom screamin at my dad!
Faith: How could yoou!!! 32 fucking years and you this shit to me. A fucking devorse Carlose!!! I loved yooou!! What does that tramp have that i dont?? Huh?? Tell me!!!
Carlose: Watch your fucking mouth when it comes to my wife!!
You havent even devorsed my ass fully yet and shes your fucking wife!! Oh Fuck You Alright!! I Dont need you.
Good. Your pathetic Faith. Youll never amount tah shit. So as far as im concerned. Ion need you either baby doll.
What about your son??
What about him?? He's useless just like his fucking mother!! And will never amount tah shiit.
I heard those words and started tah cry. He came walkin my way and paused when he saw me there.
Fuck you. I spat. And i dont need you either.
He laughed and headed out the door.
End of flashback..
After that. I started dealing cuzz my momms started killing herself slowly everyday with that shit. That was the last time i cryed. And the day i start pulling my own. So every thug has a reason to why they are what they are. But people dont understand. After you known all your life tah kill get what you need and fuck everyone else. Its hard to show sympathy. So i need help. And i want lil ma tah help me. But ive fucked up. So how will i get her tah listen???..
Yall bare with me. I know its been awhile sence my updates but im workin on it. :) vote comment please. But keep neggative shit tah yoself
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Teen FictionAge aint nothin but a number. Love aint nothing but a thing. But people needa keep that shit One huned. I aint got time fah the fake shii.