FUCK YO MAN

You was chillin in yo house in Chicago, when you heard shots go off near by. Then you hear sirens, so you get up looking out your window seeing a man with dreads running down your street.

You quickly open the door, “boy, come on“ and he then ran in yo house, hitting the floor, “you still got yo pole?“. He looked down at his waistband, "yea you already kno".

“you good, they gone“ you said looking over at him. He gave me a few racks then asked “do you live alone?“