Therapy moment cause Im feeling this shit and i gotta get it out and share it wit someone.
I knew this dude that was a wild dude, talking, shoot people, put em in the trunk and drive around wit them bleeding it, just to prove a point, type dude.
Wasnt friends wit him but I knew him through another person. So one day me and this person is wit dude as well. They had to go somewhere and told me to chill at dudes spot while they make a run.
So we chilling and he says he wants to play some street fighter, and he pulls out a Super Nintendo..sits Indian style on the floor like a kid while I sat on the bed. and we just joking, I don’t really wanna be here but I’m trying to kill time till my friend comes back.
So while we in there, dudes big brother who was a more known and bigger “influence“ than him. If you can imagine that. Comes in the room, says something to him and then before he leaves. Stops looks at me, looks at his brother and smiles.
Type of look and smile that said he was happy his brother was experiencing a genuine moment wit a non street dude like a regular friend. like he knows his brother didnt have many moments like that.
I felt bad for these dudes. The life some people are forced to live, giving up a piece of our humanity to survive. And I absolutely did not want to be there..lol..
Me and him was on cool standards but fam..you shoot niggaz and put em in the trunk, I’m sorry..I’m not built like that