so the other night I got hit by a whammie that threw me for a loop. I didn’t let it suck all my cool out, but on the cool, it made my stomach hurt. There are some things in this life that are much, and then a bit much. Too much if you will and this is one of them. I won’t say exactly what it is, but many brothers run from it and many women run to it. Just because they can’t agree with what to do after fucking.

The point though, is that this is again, another problem that has a chance to be solved. I like solving problems and here is a chance to do it. Other people, especially the ones that love me and are not in my position may not be able to understand what I’m about to do, but its better than letting some punk bitches force me to do anything more than what I want to do JUST because of the situation.

Nah, instead I’m going to make you bitches beg for mercy.