You gangsta, but testifying for immunity
Write your eulogy, time to close your window of opportunity
-Rasco f/ Ed O.G., Reks, "Gunz Still Hot (Remix)"
The n!ggas are back. The past four days has seen a return to the wild west shT of last year. One dude got popped in the club, another three caught bad ones (two fatally) in the middle of the night in a parking lot, some chick got shot in her ankle while on her front porch, two more got hit in the face last night, and many guns have been confiscated. You would have thunk we'd get off to a bettrer start this year, but NOOOOO. Some n!ggas need hugs. Some n!ggas need to get stomped out. Or shot. Hey, sometimes I can see where police brutality is necessary. The closer and closer the shootings hit home, the more and more likely I'm liable to know someone involved on either end. Unfortunately, I happened to be at one of the school today and saw a young woman with whom I had interacted on several occasions. Upon my asking about her day-to-day, I learn that she was very close to one of the now deceased from this past weekend. A very sad feeling immediately ruffled thrugh my veins. And then anger. She played it cool, but it was obvious she had shed plenty of tears the past 48 hours. And that shT ain't fair. Especially for this young woman with the rest of her life ahead of her. This is not to say it's gonna throw a wrench in everything, but really though. She - nor anyone else - should have to go through bullshT like this. It is saddening, maddening, and fuqs up my whole psyche. Just not a good look.
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