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Smokin and Thinkin

I'm just smokin', thinkin' to myself, damn, I need y'all ! I'm just smokin', ridin' by myself, damn, I need y'all! I'm just smokin', I'm just- I'm just smokin', thinkin' 'bout my-, I'm just smokin', thinkin' 'bout my kids, man, I need y'all I'm just smokin', thinkin' 'bout my life like damn, I'm T'd, y'all
I'm just smokin', why y'all let him die? I can't believe y'all

INDIA
I arrived to my moms house in ten minutes about my baby. I don't play about my skylar she my boo and she my oldest the reason I'm a mommy in the first place . There ain't nothing I wouldn't do for her. I walk in the house and instantly smell Lysol . My mama crazy ass don't play with germs if you even look like you finna sneeze she spraying yo ass down. "Maaaaa , where my baby at" I yelled to wherever she was in this big house. "Come in the back room honey I had to keep her contained". I walk to the back room and see my momma wearing gloves and a mask like my baby got Covid or something. I push past her and pick skybaby up. My baby eyes runny but she not wheezing or anything . I ask my mom did she take her temperature. She nods and says "98.7" i sigh and get sky dressed to go home. I grab her jacket and look for her shoes when my phone rings. I read durks name and click ignore . "I don't have the time or the patience ,I got my daughters now.  When we get home I put some soup on the stove and give sky some Tylenol and put her to sleep. I decide to take a hot bath and call my Ty over cause of how sudden I left him earlier. Just as I was about to call him he's ringin thru the line. Instant butterflies form in my stomach as I sing into the phone "Hey baeeeee" Ty's voice booms thru the phone "ay baby you heard what happened?". My butterflies instantly go away as I say "Naw baby what you mean" . Ty tells me to turn on the tv and I rush to the living room and very much there was something going on .
BREAKING NEWS : RAPPER LIL DURK ASSOCIATE KILLED
My heart immediately breaks in a million pieces. I hang up the phone and dial my babydaddys number . I called about 15 times before I realized he wasn't gonna answer. I fell to the floor and cried my eyes out . Who could've done this.

DAYVON

"Today seem like the day I smoke me a mf gang" I yell to my boy doodie. I woke up happy asl like ima be a million dollars richer. The air was hitting my dreads hard asl but it felt good giving me home vibes again.
"Man yo ass say that everyday folks" lo ass say sounding like a hating ass mf. "Man you know I ain't lying " I laugh at his ass. Gang ain't lying though he know I'm a hothead. I been like that since I was a jit. My stomach start growling and I got a quick taste for some ribs or some like that. Lo look at me like he read my mind or something. I nod and we get up to leave but before I grab my keys I check on my babies. My dogs my babies fasho. What grown ass man ain't got a couple pits to look after . Man i love them like I love my kids . Glock walk up to me and stand to attention waiting on me to feed him. I fill they bowls and scratch they heads and leave the house. As soon as we get to the restaurant my stomach growl louder and I knew if I ain't eat soon it was gone be a problem. Lo hop out and grab our food since we ordered ahead . All of a sudden I get this feeling like a mf gone try to bug up. I Call it my city senses but fuck all that. I grab my switch and hop out the car not giving a fuck if it was broad daylight. I crept to the back of the building and snuck in the back door. My intuition was right cause I see that nigga Quando that's been dissing me in his Wack ass songs. "Aw yeah Nigga you Finna get yo ass gone today" lo look up and peep me just in time for me to buss off shorty. I smacked him with the blick and blood just start splattering everywhere . Next thing I knew I was standing over a Nigga who was pleading for his life . One of his homies was crying like a lil bitch . As I was about to Pull the trigger I hear another round of shots go off. "BLEP BLEP BLEP" my eyes flashed and I pulled the trigger . "Ay shorty come on we gotta dip" I heard my homie say . I took one last look at doodie laying in his own blood . "My brother man I can't leave him" I yelled back. I felt hands grabbing me and pulling me out the restaurant. "My brother man that's my fucking brother" I repeated over and over as we sped to the spot. We hopped out the car and sent one of the lil homies to get it gone. I ran in the basement and stripped out my clothes all the way down to my socks. I ran to the Sink and started washing my hands and arms with bleach and dish detergent. After I was finished I took the clothes and went to the boiler room and burned them till they was dust. I couldn't concentrate all the way as I kept pacing the floor. Nobody said shit since we got back to the slot. I finally broke the silence "man we gotta call durk man we gotta see if he good man fuckkkk"! I grabbed my phone to call twin and he didn't answer. "Man what's to this Nigga he see me calling him" . I yelled . I dialed Kesra number next and she didn't answer either. Tears filled my eyes as I thought about my brother body cold and stiff. We left him ! We wasn't supposed to leave him. For the first time in my life my heart was broken. Not on no
Gay Shit but that bloodahood sometimes will make any street nigga cry. We gotta get them niggas.

Doodie
"Chest compressions please , he's losing a lot of blood. Someone hand me a clamp. He's going into cardiac arrest. Get me the goddamn defibrillator. We're losing him . ........ He's going . Going . Gone !
Time of death:2:17Pm"

When you live your life as a saint you will never know how it feels to live. When you live your life as a killer , Death is all you come to know

When you die you don't feel . Not a emotion not a breeze . Just quiet black nothing. Ain't no love just emptiness

Keara

A few hours ago everything was okay . Today started like a normal day . We didn't argue or nothing . I was feeling like we were finally seeing better days . Now my man is hurting ..... Real Bad . Everytime something goes good something bad gotta happen. That's how life goes. We left Chicago to get away from that shit but naw that shit just follows you . Like a bad disease or something I can't believe we sat there for all them
Hours and hopes and prayed and hollered and screamed and begged god to give lo another chance . I guess our screams weren't loud enough cause he left us . The doctors say he got hit 4 times twice in his face and twice in his chest . There was a small chance he would have made it anyway. That face durk made when they told him hurt me a little more . My man my strong hard man hurt. They say they know who did it and they sliding tonight but I don't want durk getting in no trouble. He hardheaded tho and once he say he gone do something he doing it. There's nothing for me to do but pray for my fiancée. My future child's dad . Naw I'm not letting him do that shit I refuse to raise mines alone. Durk drove me home and got ready to head out to meet with his guys . I stepped in front of the door as he tried to leave . "Ay look man I'm not finna play with you Keara MOVE" he boomed but I wasn't going nowhere . "Durk wtf do you even love me and your child "? . His face twisted up and I knew I said the wrong thing. "Ima tell you one mo time get the fuck out the way before i move you". I started to cry and his face lit up a bit as he kissed me and swore he'd be back . I still didn't move out the way and durk picked me up and put me on the couch and walked out the door . No kiss or nothing he was just gone.