They was all like, "that nigga need hep, yo".
And I was like, "I'll give his ass some help."
Anyway, dude was a wrong guy. So it wouldn't a matter of "if" he got dealt wit, but "when", and you know, like the Sniggers commercial, "why wait?" Cause be it now or tomorrow or next year, somebody was gonna have to put a hot pepper up his ass.
He was working the wrong side of the street, like tromping through someone else's otherwise well-kept rose garden. And you know, nature cleans itself, like them ovens that heat past burning, like hard men was just nature's own toilet paper.
Mike had juice cause he ran cigs in C block. So e'rybody like owe him something.
But you know, "careful what you wish for", lest that self-cleaning nature of the universe wash you right away, too, along with the stuff you think caused the trouble in the first place. Like, your wish, master, has a world of unintended consequences attached.
In the popular idiom, that ho was "stuck up", but notice how it doesn't work in the natural way, because he's literally pushing her up the wall. Therefor the common idiom is rather torn away for something new. Notice also, its not a gut shot, but the diaphragm, just under the boobs, which frustrates the idiom again, and just for the purpose of getting the bare breasts more screen time.
That way, if responsible adults were to cut the film, so much could be offed in one sliver.
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