I drove to the store. G’No Money, Swagalicious, and some other dudes were at the apartment complex across from the store. 

Swagalicious came over and sat on the steps of the store as I was heading into the store. We talked for a minute. And the conversation ended with me heading back to my car. I ran my hand down his pant leg as I walked away. 

He mumbled something. And when I turned my head slightly as I was walking away, he was smiling. I immediately turned around, and made my way back over to him. I quickly ran my hand down his pant leg again, and walked away. 

A female approached me aggressively. And we started to argue about me owing her,  and some other females some money. I disagreed, and my argument was about her not being able to tell me how much, and what I owed her for.  

We got into a small squabble, and I ended up hitting her in the eye. G’No Money and crew saw and heard the argument, but they really wasn’t paying us too much attention. 

Swagalicious was the one who was eyeing us the most as we argued. We ended up getting into another small tussle, and I punched her in the eye again. “Lola, are you okay?” Swagalicious yelled. 

I didn’t respond. My attention was on the female. She said that she was going to call the police because I assaulted her. And I told her that I was going to call them on her also.

As we argued, a man came over and tried to boot my car. I stepped in front of the tire. 

“I’m here.” I told him.

“Yeah, she was here the whole time.” Swagalicious chimed in, as I moved my vehicle to another spot. 

I got out of the car and I noticed air coming out of the tire. I tried to stop it, but the rubber piece that goes over the air tube was broken.

I took the small part off of another tire to try to stop the flow of air. That’s when I noticed that the other tire was flat. The female that I had been arguing with was laughing her ass off as she ran back to her car. 

“I still got a ride, I can call an Uber!” I screamed at her.

“You still have to get the fuck out of my house!” She yelled over her shoulder at me. 

END DREAM

MESSAGE

Chile…

It’s nobody’s business what the message is.