Never forget when I turned in my yay V card...
It was a house party, and I went up in my mans room to see what was crackin wit him. He was doing a couple of lines, and asked if I wanted a taste. I was scared as sht, cause I'd never done hard drugs before, but I was a lil wasted at that point so I grabbed the rolled up 20 and dove in.
Once that sht hit the bloodstream I was like
I came up out the room lit up, and re-entered the party like like



...completely on one.
Now mind you im an introvert, but for the rest of the night I was the life of the party. Dancin, clowning nikkas, freestylin, mackin hoes hella tough, the whole nine.
Everybody was like "nbw, whats gotten into you. We've never seen you act like this before. We love this side of your personality!!"
My man who blessed me w/ the white girl was in the cuts listening to all this like
Ive done it a handful of times since, but since Ive built up tolerance its always been on some

sht. You're always chasing that first heavenly high. Its never attainable.