It started off as one of my "bucket list" activities but i got hooked. One of those rhino 7's from the gas station will have you like prime Brian pumper or Justin slayer.
The power of knowing you can break ANY bxtch off

tall, thick, dime, ugly, it dont matter. When i was gone off a bean i had these hoes tapping out. And they almost always fall in love, letting you hit raw (which i dont condone) and blowing ya phone up.
I felt like prime Barry Bonds. The power got to my head
It became a guilty pleasure but i became dependent on em...and i was back home and needed a bean. But they dont sell the rhino joints in my hometown, only the extenze pills. They dont have the same effects so i took 5 of em hoping it'd get me right

My eyes were bloodshot red, i felt nauseous, and i fell asleep. When i woke up i threw up 3 times

I put on that bobby brown my prerogative and owned up to what i did. I almost OD'd off them damn dikk pills.
Despite that experience i still take em for special occasions. Hopefully i can leave these shyts alone, i feel like an addict. Im only 23