yeah, not saying the act of drugs turns anyone that way but tonight for instance, i run into a jabroni i met in the nuthouse. i know from there he's done time in bridgewater and has a benzo/crack problem. he's trying to sell me acid. i goes 'you're from vernon hill, right?' cause that's what he said in UMASS but he changed his story tonight. i'm like 'my nigga, you live up by holmes field, right?' i knew him but he ain't recognize me. there's just not too many folks that are good in spite of ingesting poisons. i gotta tell ya the nonsense liam pulled on the tranny not to mention me. he's telling all the dealers everyone is a snitch but him so nobody will fuck w/ anyone else. ronnie laughed at him, called me at the dentist like 'has your brother lost his fuckin mind?'
they know i'm solid but he stole all the trannies shit and she can bankroll big bags so i want the tranny on my side cause liam is douche. no, no, he's santorum.
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