my apartments trashed

[$icka Than Aidz]

in the future, all u guys who still aint lived in a drug infested apartment complex, do not let motherfuckers leave their stuff in your crib and ask if they can get it later. i got 2 bikes, a tazer, like 6 back packs and 2 garbage bags of clothes. some fuckin stuffed animals. alotta bongs, a camcorder.a stereo, a portable DVD player, a scale, 2 cellys. yo, these cats are trying to find me and i have their shit. like 20 people's belongings. ima sell all the shit but alotta fools are after me over this shit right now. i dont even remember whose shit is whose so i know cats are gonna lie about it all and rip off whats not theirs.

oh yeah, funny shit. this bitch thought she had head lice and that she picked it up off this other bitch. str8 up rocked her world. best cat fight ive seen in awhile. turned out no one had lice.

the lesbian with the burnt afro would always say "yeah, thats ken, he's gotta thing for wu tang, wutang this, wu tang that", i said "hell yeah" "greatest rap group of all time"

overall, im lucky nobody ran up in my crib with some uzi's or threw fire bombs through my windows. yo youngsta's, if u find yourself in this situation,(mad traffic in and out your crib) keep in mind half the fuckers prolly been rippin the other half off, so yeah, shit can pop off at any moment an your lil innocent ass could end up dead over someone elses stupid shit. it's not worth it. yall heard a story or 2 about the broad who got stuck over a cigarette,...fucked up, some cats out there are stealing big money that peeeps will kill over. im mad lucky. 1