(guided by the spirit of @E40)
My weepalations were on the block tryna get that scrilla scratch, mobbed up foe deep finna hurt sumn. I was headed to get some go-go juice, ya dig? Entirely different vibe, but I wanted to drop some fetty on the young hustlers out here squabbin for their grizzly grizzle. So I swabbed my way there and chopped up some game with the chillruns and spread a little green in their garden cuz I know a come-up when I peeps it. Moms gotta come back with the brick tho.
(translated)
I saw my pal’s kids and their two friends on the block with a little lemonade stand. I kinda had my taste set for my morning coffee, but there was no way I wouldn’t go give them a coupla bucks. I went over there and got caught up on the whole operation. Gave em a coupla bucks. Didn’t get any lemonade, still waiting on Mom to come back from the grocery store.
…but they were READY!
“Warning: This Product Contains Happiness.” Well, I didn’t get any, but the kids selling it always seem to put a smile on my face. #TruthInAdvertising, I suppose. I can definitely support that.
That’s my #Naptown, man. The people make the place ‘home’…and I know generations of GREATNESS.
#ATFU
#SHRUGLIFE
