Nope, call the police.
Plus, I'm a grown ass man, last time I fought someone on some square up shit, when I was 12.
I ain't getting in a conflict over another man because to me, that means one of us gotta die.
Ain't no man gonna put his hands on me and live. All that stupid let's catch a fade and square up shit, I ain't do that shit as a man. If we can't talk it out, we don't need to communicate.
I'm the type of person that don't accept ass whippings and shake hands and squash shit. No you gotta die now. And I can't get you, it's gonna be someone you know. I'm shooting the block up.
I ain't ever have to fight no grown ass man because I know where I would take it.
I always said I ain't gonna do prison or die behind no violence or no pussy. If I'm gonna go sit my ass down, it's gonna be about some money.
I survived too much and lived a long life because I had principles of not fighting over pussy and not getting into stupid ass fights and beefs with stupid ass man.
My sisters knew I wasn't fucking around when I said I ain't rescuing them, they never picked no knucklehead ass men or engage in stupid ass hoodrat shit like all the other women who had a basketball team of brothers and male cousins on speed dial.
All my friends I came up with are dead or locked up because they wanna wear capes and be soldiers manipulated by women and so called OGs and friends that out batteries in their backs.
I'm not.
If it's me or someone else. I'm picking me. Everybody know that about me so they act accordingly.
Call the cops, don't call me. If you ain't willing to file a police report, it must not be serious. If you ain't willing to die or go to prison yourself, it must not be that serious.