Yeah, I beat the FUCK outta some lil' bitch. He was all talkin' shit about me to some du'e, and I was like, "What the fuck you sayin' 'bout me, man?" And he's all like, "I'm sorry, here's twenty dollahs." Fuck that, bitch! I don't want your fuckin' money! I just wanna beat the pussy ass outta yo' pussy face.
He's on the ground, like, "Don't hurt me, sir! Please don't hurt me!" I hit that bitch ONCE and he went down, cryin' and shit, like, "Don't tell anybody! Please don't tell anybody!" He was on the ground for, like, 5 minutes or some shit, and then he limped his bitch ass up and shuffled off.
I saw his bitch face in the paper today, and I was like, "I am gonna fuck that bitch UP!" Nah, that ain't cool. Plus, he ain't 'posed to use first person in a fucking news article and shit. And wasn't he from a TV station? Why the fuck was he writing a damn article for a damn paper? That shit don't make sense. Hey, at least I'll say this is an editorial and shit.
Oh, and one more thing--I ain't homeless. I'm young and I'm black. We're not all homeless. He even got the fuckin' stereotype wrong. Nobody talkin' about young black people bein' homeless. The correct stereotype is that we all drug dealers. I ain't one of 'em, either. I was just takin' a walk 'cuz I didn't want to go to the gym or nothin' today, and some white du'e talkin' shit. What the fuck? I ain't got no fuckin' sword, bitch! Fuckin' crazy ass stupid pussy ass ho bitch!
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