I had to drop a really close friend because when we hung out we were just too ****ing crazy. Old style **** like drinking (and drugging of course), womanizing, fighting or almost fighting others, gambling, getting thrown out of bars- I could’ve rolled with all- just hell raising except I felt like it was more than the sum of what we we got up to: it brought out a sinister side of myself I didn’t want to release. He asked why I was avoiding him and said because we ain’t up to no good and you know it, man.
Like they say on television we was headin for “dead or in jail”
And I didn’t want neither
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