In The Kutt

We All Got Demons(Lessons And Blessins)

Chapter 29

Kirk and Murda were runnin errands on this beautiful Sunday as they stopped at their local food mart to pick up a few things. Fred was in his usual spot,next to the store wit new merchandise for sale,as he saw them pull up. Murda felt like he was the freshest nigga I'm the world out there as he stepped out the car,finishin the last lil bit of his blunt,before tossin it out. His confidence was at an all time high,but it might have costed him also. He smiled and spoke to a woman who was clutching her bag,pushin a child in a shoppin cart,as he and Kirk walked passed her.

Aye lil ma what's hadnin? And why you grabbin yo purse like that, don't nobody want yo EBT card, I'm just tryna play that step daddy role. Cause gah damn that cameltoe lookin mighty scrumptious as shit! That motherfucka juicy as hell! I'm tryna nibble on it so what's good lemme get to number,and let me come by tonight,he said as he smiled.

The woman dogged him as she kindly declined,and continued to walk past him before stoppin. Thank you for talkin to me like I have low self esteem,but no thank you. It's gonna take more than my cameltoe lookin mighty scrumptious to pull this. And I have a man anyway she said back while rollin her eyes,and smilin at Kirk as Murda got mad. 

Aww hell naw! How you got a man but you over here smilin at my homeboy wit them dusty ass tracks in yo head? Tryna play me like I ain't got no money, like I'm one of them broke niggas or somethin. You know what, I changed my mind. That's not even a cameltoe that's a moose knuckle and that's why it stank! Fuckin moose antler head ass bitch,he said as Kirk interrupted.

Hey, calm down nigga,she ain't worth it. It ain't yo fault you ain't got that likeable charm. You really thought you was the only flyest motherfucka out chea? I'm fly too. Out here drenched in polo from head to feet. I mean yeah you got yo Mark Ingram saints shirt on,black and gold Air Max 95's wit the Levi's lookin like a die hard saints fan and all. You fly,you just- maybe you should wear Polo next time,and speak less. Bitches don't just love the cook, they like the man. The quiet ones. The clothes don't make us,we make the clothes baby,Kirk said as Fred stopped them near the doorway.

Ooh that's some good weed yall smokin on. Playin that lil Boosie,huh? "Smokin on purple gotta keep gettin high" Let me hold a dub. I'm just playin. What's goin on,young bloods? Yall dressed and pressed like some hoodstars! Get a few women in your arms,and it ain't gone be no thang! I just stopped yall to say my nephew said thank you for helpin him have a good birthday. We went all out. Pizza,food,clothes, cake and ice cream, everything. All out. And I took your advice on switchin up my merch,I got roses, dresses, paintings and key chains. I sold a dress and a paintin today. $15! Quantity and quality! The shit that won't melt fore I get it out in the street,just like you said. Now what you lookin for,Fred said as he walked to his table movin things around.

Nothin out here mane,we just here to pick up some spices and herbs. My mom's havin a lil cookout,Kirk said back.

Ooh a cookout? I love cookouts. Can I come,Fred asked. No,you can't. And man you know my momma don't like you,man. You forgot what you did last year? Took all the meat off the grill and left. And you even took her wine coolers,mane. One thing I know since bein raised by her and all,is never mess wit her wine coolers.

Kirk come on brother that wasn't me, I'mma beef man. Might've took all the patties but I aint take no pork, I'm a Muslim brother,and Muslim brothers don't mess wit that swine,Fred said back,puttin his hand on his chest actin shocked.

Who was it then? Cause I don't drank,and I wouldn't eat that much barbecue.

I don't know but it wasn't me! Probably was my brother Odell. You know Odell,he steal everything from hearts to socks. Look,tell her I'm sorry and I'll make it up to her,he said as Kirk scoffed.