"Hit this before we clear it" my big brother Rocko said passing me the blunt. My brother looked exactly like me except he was 5'9 and his tips were fire red. Before I hit the blunt I could tell it was some Purp and that's my shit. That's how I named my dog by the way. It was my 21st birthday and it was time to turn up, I'm fully legal now. No girlfriend, no problems and a pocket full of cash.
I had on some black Levi's pants, a red and black TrukFit tee, some red and black Bred 13's with an all black snapback. I looked myself over one more time and smiled. "You are one sexy ass stud" I said.
"Hurry up sis, it's time to go turn up" my little brother Johnny said. He's always impatient but I love the kid. I sprayed some cologne on and walked down stairs. Johnny walked over and handed me a shot of Hennessy, I down that one and two more then we left. Rocko hopped in his black Porsche, Johnny got in his green Corvette, and I slid in my red Lambo. Time to go find a bad one for tonight!
