ive always wondered how it is that mofos whove been in the system cant seem to stay out of trouble but shit i know how hard it is.
so last week before going on another one of my runs, i smoke up a blunt while walking towards the little swamplands i run through, on my way down there i see some dude walk up with a fishing pole, i didnt try to hide shit since it was 5 30am and i figured no one was around so i was bumping my mp3 smoking up like nothing, then i start my run and i see flashlights on me, im about 2 minutes to the lights and think of jetting it trought another little enbankment but i dont want to seem suspiciious, come to find out the cops were supposedly on call about some screams coming from the swamps, and they seen me running at early hour that they needed to check me out, which i think is BS, they let me go even with the stench of swisher sweets wrapped around greens was on me like flies on shit...maybe its because i know the cop from many calls from my work...and good thing i didnt go the other way i was thining cuz as soon as one cop was on me , another one came out from the little path i had in mind to escape through.
then yesterday morning im coming back from out of town.in front of me is a dodge ram, in front of the ram is one of those 18 wheelers...so we get on the freeway and im waiting till all cars on fastlane pass so i can get over and not be stuck behind this 18 wheeler...as soon as the last car in fastlane passes i get in right behind him...out of nowhere ram cuts me off, fuck that, he pushes me to the shoulder , fucking dude, im pissed so i ride the shoulder and eventually position myself to get in front of him, only thing is i clipped the fron of his truck and almost spun out of control, we both pull over, amazingly dude aint that bent out of shape about it, but i was seeing as to how im on probation and any incidents and im in the clink w no license fees etc etc...trouble what i mean...i coulda avoided the crash w truck but the dude instigated the problem by cutting me off, he was on a cell phone which is why i felt he knew he was in the wrong, when he said to forget about the problem i kept asking him if he was sure, to the point of him annoyingly telling me to get lost...i asked him if he was taking my plates down or calling the cops he said no, i was noid as fuck cuz i had some bud an expired OCBC card and no docs note to prove my shit was legit, so i was looking at some headaches.
but damn, ill be damned if trouble aint got me in her sights.
sorry to ramble but i got 30 min to kill and antsy fingers
so last week before going on another one of my runs, i smoke up a blunt while walking towards the little swamplands i run through, on my way down there i see some dude walk up with a fishing pole, i didnt try to hide shit since it was 5 30am and i figured no one was around so i was bumping my mp3 smoking up like nothing, then i start my run and i see flashlights on me, im about 2 minutes to the lights and think of jetting it trought another little enbankment but i dont want to seem suspiciious, come to find out the cops were supposedly on call about some screams coming from the swamps, and they seen me running at early hour that they needed to check me out, which i think is BS, they let me go even with the stench of swisher sweets wrapped around greens was on me like flies on shit...maybe its because i know the cop from many calls from my work...and good thing i didnt go the other way i was thining cuz as soon as one cop was on me , another one came out from the little path i had in mind to escape through.
then yesterday morning im coming back from out of town.in front of me is a dodge ram, in front of the ram is one of those 18 wheelers...so we get on the freeway and im waiting till all cars on fastlane pass so i can get over and not be stuck behind this 18 wheeler...as soon as the last car in fastlane passes i get in right behind him...out of nowhere ram cuts me off, fuck that, he pushes me to the shoulder , fucking dude, im pissed so i ride the shoulder and eventually position myself to get in front of him, only thing is i clipped the fron of his truck and almost spun out of control, we both pull over, amazingly dude aint that bent out of shape about it, but i was seeing as to how im on probation and any incidents and im in the clink w no license fees etc etc...trouble what i mean...i coulda avoided the crash w truck but the dude instigated the problem by cutting me off, he was on a cell phone which is why i felt he knew he was in the wrong, when he said to forget about the problem i kept asking him if he was sure, to the point of him annoyingly telling me to get lost...i asked him if he was taking my plates down or calling the cops he said no, i was noid as fuck cuz i had some bud an expired OCBC card and no docs note to prove my shit was legit, so i was looking at some headaches.
but damn, ill be damned if trouble aint got me in her sights.
sorry to ramble but i got 30 min to kill and antsy fingers
