So here I am kicking it up with my homies, looking for something nice for my mom. I'm sporting my new kicks and fubu gear. When I spot this guy across the mall.
He gives me this look like I'm the worst scum of the earth. I says to me friend Jermy that stick man is fronting. He said to ignore him, be the bigger man.
So the next thing I know, I look over and the guy is looking the other way, like he can't even stand to glance my way. I knew this guy was no good. Sitting there with his gay little basket.
Not really knowing what to get my mom, or where to shop to find something I notice this chick drop her purse. I ran as fast as I could before someone could snatch it, I ran past that weird kid and I snagged his bag and started to trip.
Next thing I know he's got me on the ground and the fucker is kicking me in the side. Quickly punching me in the face. I blacked out from the pain, I woke up in a puddle of blood and a cop asked if I wanted to press charges. I said no, my mother and father would be embarassed learning I got beat down by a punk ass bitch.
Wtf is that shit?
Damn my nose hurts.