Real talk...I aint know how to answer dis nigga yo...I mean I don't know who to trust and right now I'm needing a mafucking allie yo...shit is crazy...but then again...dis is kyree...my nigga! I had shit fucked up downstairs yo...maybe dis nigga right...maybe he is all I got yo!..."some wild shit homie...niggaz prolly gone have to sit down u digg?" I responded..."Sit down?..." he shot..."da fuck niggas gotta sit down for yo? You bout to tell me dis gay nigga...nah scratch dat...you bout to tell me yall niggas on some fuck around shit yo?" he questioned looking puzzled den a mafucka..." Just sit down and listen yo...dis shit aint happen all at once you feel me...dis shit all knew to me to yo!" i spat as he still stood in front of me..." Nigga is you gone sit down?" I spat..." Dis shit too much for me Mhir...I mean, I love yall niggaz yall...dis nigga Raheem was my number one, dawg...now you bout to tell me yall poppin eachover?"...he questioned..."Nigga I aint say shit bout no body poppin no body yo...so far, all I said is can you sit down...da fuck nigga...you spose to be my man...just sit down and listen real quick cannon...if you my man like say...just do me dat one yo!" I spat. After throwing his head back a lil bit, hesitantly he sat down..." aite dig yo..." I started. As I began to unravel da shit dat happen since last night...I took notice of dis nigga mannerisms...as I talk, dis nigga never took his eyes off me...I mean, he was like in a trans or something yo...even though his hands slowly crept from resting in his lap to covering his crotch during the last few minutes of me talking..."wow...niggaz is whilin na fuck out yo..." he half laughed as he lay back, still covering his crotch..." I know yo, dis shit like a mafuckn dream cannon...pandora's box in na hood yo..." I laughed..." so tell me dis much yo..." he spat as he sat up..." why you aint neva come at me like dat fam?" he questioned..." Da same reason I aint never come at dis nigga...I wasn't on nat twist yo...niggas aint gay or nuffin...some shit jus popped of between now and then you feel me?" I quipped..."too much yo..." he spat as he removed his hands and revealed a hard dick print..." DA FUCK NIGGA?" I spat...." I'm saying cannon...you gotta way with telling stories my nig...I don't know yo...I aint mad at chu for dat shit..." Nigga who is you to be mad yo? I aint plan none of dis shit...I don't want dis shit happening...now you hard dicking it too?" I responded..." so what...I aint get down status yo?" he questioned...still grilling me...truth was, I aint neva think about these niggas like dat...deez my brovahs...or atleast they was...now niggas thinking wit dey dicks on some other shit...I mean...dis nigga was cool, I guess...stocky build on em...dick game was just like Rah's when it came to fucking bitches...only dis nigga dick was fat...like some real fat shit...but dat shit don't matter yo...I ain't on nis shit no more...plus i still don't know wussup wit Rah..." cannon, it aint got nuffin to do witchu being status yo...I'm just fucked up right now bout all dis shit and niggas need a break from nis shit yo!" I spat as I looked away from nis nigga..." a break?" he spat..." Oh you mean like a crack or some shit..." as I turn around...dats exactly what dis nigga did...CRACK...was what da fuck I felt as da handle of the burner ricocheted against my left eye socket...immediately I hit da floor covering a blood leaking eye socket..."AHHHHH! DA FUCK YO....FUCK YOU DOING PUSSY?" I spat as dis nigga come around na bed pointing the burner dead on me..." DA FUCK YOU DOING NIGGA! FAGGOTS! DAS EXACTLY WHAT CHALL NIGGAS IS PUSSY! FAGGOTS! IMA MAN WIT MINES...MAFUCKN REAL WIT MINES YO! YALL SHIT AINT REAL NIGGA! GET DA FUCK UP!" He spat as the burner was dead locked on me...I stood up stumbling, blood gushing from a non-visible left eye..."DA FUCK YOU WANT ME TO GO NIGGA? DA FUCK YO? MY EYE FUCKED UP!" I spat as I stood up stumbling..." we going clear shit up wit dis nigga Rah...he in na car waiting for niggas yo...as he backed up a few feet, allowing me room to move foward while he direct me out...my thoughts were on Nina...damn...I need dis bitch right now I thought as I looked towards da closet..."PUSSY! EITHER YOU STUPID OR DUMB DEN A MAFUCKA...DAT BURNER LONG GONE NIGGA...GET DA FUCK MOVING! " He spat as he shot at my foot, barely missing it..." AITE, AITE,AITE, JUS KEEP COOL YO...JUST COOL DA FUCK OUT DAWG, I'M MOVING!" I stated as I walk foward following nis nigga out da bedroom..." MOVE PUSSY!" he spat as he ordered me down the stairs first. Stumbling the whole way...I made it down to the bottom...as I reached the living room, the doorbell rang...Ree paused on the 5th step as he ducked down out of eye view..."HOL' UP YO!" he shot..."don't try no cool shit nigga...just move...come back over here by da steps...." he spat as I looked up at him..." NIGGA DIS AINT DA MOTHERFUCKN TIME TO BE THINKING BOUT SHIT...YOU BOUT TO PUT CHA LIFE AND JAZZ LIFE ON NA MOTHER FUCKING LINE! NOW MOVE YA ASS PUSSY...GET DA FUCK OVER HERE!"  he grunted as the doorbell rang a second time...as I stumbled back over to the step...the doorbell rang again...only dis time, it was followed by a voice..."open nis door BITCH...or ima open it for you...you know I got da right to, and I know you DA FUCK IN THERE SO OPEN UP!"..." TRINA!" I whispered loudly to myself! "Trina? Motherfucking TRINA huh?" ree spat as he licked his lips..." aite, play shit cool and I might let chu see me fuck her...knowing you like dick right nigga?" he grunted..." a yo...let dat bitch go yo...she aint got nuffin to do wit shit..." I responded quickly..." NIGGA FUCK DAT...open na door and play dat shit cool, Ima play deez steps...." he spat..." Dis bitch gone see my eye doe!" "NIgga fuck your eye! Now make some shit up and open na fucking door..." he spat before it opened revealing Trina....