So for the last couple of months, my father health progressively got worse and he died on the 28th. I was able to see him before he passed, so I'm thankful for that.
My dad was a player. He had a lot of women in his life, and his last woman was there when he died, and took it pretty hard. There was some bad blood between her and my sisters. Words were exchanged at the hospital, and this was never resolved. We get to the funeral, and her family is deep. They mad at the words that have been exchanged. They are from New Orleans, which is just a hop, skip, and a jump from Mobile. This ain't the first time they rode out here on some beef shyt.
So since my pop was a veteran, the funeral got held up at the end for two hours to allow the cemetary and other veterans to get everything together. I ride off with my sister and cousin and sip some crown in honor of Pops. We get back and get in the family limos. I had a sister that didn't want to ride with us, so she was going to follow right behind the limos with her two cousins. These nikkas from New Orleans pulled up and tried to cut her off from coming in, and it went from 0-100 in a matter of minutes. They start brawling on church ground, and bruh, this shyt was the most embarrassing shyt ever. It was sad, disrespectful, but yet not unexpected. And that's really sad.
My dad was a player. He had a lot of women in his life, and his last woman was there when he died, and took it pretty hard. There was some bad blood between her and my sisters. Words were exchanged at the hospital, and this was never resolved. We get to the funeral, and her family is deep. They mad at the words that have been exchanged. They are from New Orleans, which is just a hop, skip, and a jump from Mobile. This ain't the first time they rode out here on some beef shyt.
So since my pop was a veteran, the funeral got held up at the end for two hours to allow the cemetary and other veterans to get everything together. I ride off with my sister and cousin and sip some crown in honor of Pops. We get back and get in the family limos. I had a sister that didn't want to ride with us, so she was going to follow right behind the limos with her two cousins. These nikkas from New Orleans pulled up and tried to cut her off from coming in, and it went from 0-100 in a matter of minutes. They start brawling on church ground, and bruh, this shyt was the most embarrassing shyt ever. It was sad, disrespectful, but yet not unexpected. And that's really sad.
