Buff the Uzi
First off. no I'm not talking about that Macklemore or Macbeth or McDonalds crap they released a month or two ago. I mean the good old starter Uzi.
Now let's get down to the grits. It costs 650 gralats per bloody uzi. That's like a month's rent in my project and way too expensive for people who are living on foodstamps, like me.
So now that I've finally upped my credit and gotten a loan to buy this sh*t, I'm all happy right? Grab a 40 oz., a spliff of the good Mary Jane, and one fine Mary Jane and go party right? Wrong. On the way home I run in to this noob rolling with his crew with some WW2 Browning Automatic Rifles. They start talking smack I and start popping them with my Uzi. And get this...they win. Now's where's the logic in that? Some rusty ass Military Surplus Thrift Shop sh*t beat my brand spanking new Uzi.
This is just f*cking ridiculous. Repo crews took all my furniture cuz I missed a payment, and for what? This crappy ass Uzi? I'm hospitalized with a bullet in my knee because this bullsh*t Uzi does the same amount of damage as my grandson's watergun? Negro hell naw. Buff this crap or I'm a go rampage on yo' asses. Get my whole crew up in your RC. West side negro. Check yo'self before you wreck yo'self.
Aight yo. Shout-out to my homie Lil' Yung Boi Weezy Fresh Kicks Slam Dunkin' Mike and my homegirl Sha Nay Nay. I love you mama!
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