This is my story. Forgive the length, but hey fukk it 
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Names were not changed, because this is long ago and I just don't care.
2 nikkas I knew named Jesse and Earl had beef. A lil background first on them and their beef.
Jesse is your typical degenerate white boy in the hood: Always high, always looking to get high, and if your parents see you around him they are seriously concerned for you and the company you keep.
Earl is your typical degenerate young nikka from the hood: Always in jail, always coming home from jail, and always thinking the best way to solve life's problems is by punching a nikka, slapping a nikka, or strong arming a nikka.
For reasons I don't know Earl and Jesse got beef. As far as Earl sees it, the next time he sees Jesse he punching him in his face. The way Jesse sees it Earl is a bytch, because every time he gets confronted Earl is 20 people deep. And this is why he keeps running away
Now on to the story. During this time I was broke and Jesse had money and train fare to the erb spot. So we take the ride. The whole way there Jesse is yakking about how Earl is p*ssy, he ain't man enough for the one on one, how he just wishes he could get a fair one with him. We get the erb, smoke in a park and take the train home. Jesse talking the same shyt about Earl. As luck would have it, as soon as we get off the train who else is there but that nikka Earl
. Earl is with one other person, who I'm friends with. I'm cool with Earl. I know Jesse. Looks like God granted Jesse's wish for a one on one. The interaction goes like this.
Earl:
Jesse:
Earl asks Jesse where he came from. Jesse is quiet. Earl asks Jesse if he got weed. Jesse is quiet. Earl proceeds to dig through his pockets. Jesse is quiet
. Jesse begs Earl to leave him alone. Earl tells Jesse to put his hands up and shoot the fair one. Jesse says he has no beef and begs Earl to leave him alone. Earl slaps Jesse in his face, takes his weed and gives me dap before he leaves.
Me
. Names were not changed, because this is long ago and I just don't care.
2 nikkas I knew named Jesse and Earl had beef. A lil background first on them and their beef.
Jesse is your typical degenerate white boy in the hood: Always high, always looking to get high, and if your parents see you around him they are seriously concerned for you and the company you keep.
Earl is your typical degenerate young nikka from the hood: Always in jail, always coming home from jail, and always thinking the best way to solve life's problems is by punching a nikka, slapping a nikka, or strong arming a nikka.
For reasons I don't know Earl and Jesse got beef. As far as Earl sees it, the next time he sees Jesse he punching him in his face. The way Jesse sees it Earl is a bytch, because every time he gets confronted Earl is 20 people deep. And this is why he keeps running away
Now on to the story. During this time I was broke and Jesse had money and train fare to the erb spot. So we take the ride. The whole way there Jesse is yakking about how Earl is p*ssy, he ain't man enough for the one on one, how he just wishes he could get a fair one with him. We get the erb, smoke in a park and take the train home. Jesse talking the same shyt about Earl. As luck would have it, as soon as we get off the train who else is there but that nikka Earl
. Earl is with one other person, who I'm friends with. I'm cool with Earl. I know Jesse. Looks like God granted Jesse's wish for a one on one. The interaction goes like this.Earl:
Jesse:
Earl asks Jesse where he came from. Jesse is quiet. Earl asks Jesse if he got weed. Jesse is quiet. Earl proceeds to dig through his pockets. Jesse is quiet
. Jesse begs Earl to leave him alone. Earl tells Jesse to put his hands up and shoot the fair one. Jesse says he has no beef and begs Earl to leave him alone. Earl slaps Jesse in his face, takes his weed and gives me dap before he leaves.Me
