"Man the funeral is at 10:00 and we all riding in the limo, we meeting up at his aunt Peggy house" after I told JayCeon that I hanged up the phone.

I sprayed on cologne then scratched my head, I dead ass need a haircut right about now, but these twists still pull hoes.

One of my goons cousin died, nigga was only 18 bout to start college, a local drug dealer shot him, shit was tragic.

But we got them niggas best believe that, I walked up in their shit, them niggas frozed up and ain't did shit but looked, hittas shot all them niggas, my mission was to get their boss, I think det nigga name was "Big Mike" or some shit like det.

Nigga looked like a before version of rick ross ass, it wasn't that hard finding that mfcka though, this dude had his name decorated on the door.

Now that's some gay shit, then had sparkles on the bitch, I lowkey think ole dude was a fruit basket.

But I shot that nigga in his leg and pistle whooped his ass, was out cold, then I got Franko and Ben to drag his ass out, Franko and Ben some buff mfcks, bench press bout 400 pounds.

So they dragged him out and putted him in the black escalade, took him to one of my traps and tied his ass up in the basement, I be having lots of fun down in the basement.

Had a bloody ass party, since he had shot Rico's lil cousin I let Rico torture that nigga first, Rico cutter his ears off then chopped his leg with an axe, blood was just pouring out everywhere.

Then he poured alcohol on this nigga wounds, I swear I never heard a mfcka scream so loud, nigga sounded like a little bitch.

But he fucked up, aint suppose to show no type of weakness, when I got shot all I did was try to stop the bleeding, yea that shit hurted like a bitch, but I didnt show it.

After he tortured his ass a little bit, he used his body as a punching bag, had nigga all bruised up, he was crying and had snot coming out his nose and shit

All I could do was laugh, I swear niggas pussy, this nigga wasn't crying when he took dude life, he wasn't crying when he planned that shit, so his dumb ass shouldnt have been crying then.

This nigga only lived for like two hours after that shit, y'all though I was gone shoot that nigga after he tortured him?.

Nahh that's why they call it torture for a reason,nigga was in pain and bleeding out, he couldn't do shit about it either.

After he died I chopped off his head and sent it to his mother, it was her birthday so I thought she would like that for a present, I just hoped she liked it.

On some real shit though, I done caught like a hunnid bodies, I stopped counting after 70, see niggas be fucking up when they let niggas get products without paying, I never in my life did that shit.

Mfcks got to pay me first, then I give them the product, aint no "Get Now, Pay Later" bitch do I look like a fucking salesman, do I look like I negotiate with mfcks?.

Then I sent his middle finger to his babymama, he didnt liked the bitch because she spreaded a rumor about him being gay.

Shit wasn't know rumor, he knew he liked dick in his booty, but I sent that middle finger to her because I knew he would want that.

The last gift I sent that day was of his pointer finger, I sent that to his lover aka one of his old friends, know his punk ass gay, I sent that to him because I knew he probably had used that finger for ole dude ass.

These gay niggas be getting nasty asf to, I dont hate gay people though, my cousin gay but dont be doing no faggot shit around me, like talking about dick and other shit like that.

My gay cousin be wanting hugs and shit, like nah only for the females you a homie get a dap bruh.

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After the funeral we had rode to get something to eat, but one reason why I hate going to funerals because mfcks be doing the most.

People was crying, running up to his casket and hugging him and shit, I bet they didnt do none of that when he was living.

Only time some families get together is when theirs a funeral, someone in the hospital, or at a wedding.

That's why my family and I always try to plan some type of shit at least every month, to get together before we have to leave off this earth permanently.

Family means everything to me, and they always their for me and vice versa, no doubt about that

I dont have to question the loyalty my family has for each other, and I plan on not to either.

But some people say "the people that's closer to you will hurt you the worse, and turn on you".

You have two types of people in this world, the people that is one hunnid percent loyal no matter what.

Then theirs the other half of people who would fold for the right person or price.

When I finally had snapped back into reality I noticed a car following behind me, I grabbed my gun that was under the seat and sat it in my lap.

I sped up and then someone in the car just started shooting at me, the windows in my car got busted but I didnt get shot.

I pressed on my breaks hard asf and the car got in front of me, I just started shooting and shot their tires, then the car had flipped over and I just kept shooting at it until it crashed.

I got out my car and jogged to the car that was shooting at me, I didnt give a fuck who was in that car, all I know is that they got me fucked up.

I poured gasoline all on their car, and made a trail with it then I got in my car, I grabbed a lighter and throwed it down then I sped off.

In the rear view mirror I could see flames everywhere and shit flying up in the air.

I smiled to myself and drove home.