It was horrible my brother, being from NY it was made worse by having to see all these bytches rocking timbs and talking like they're on a Mobb Deep interlude when I got back

It was like someone took my affordable Bugatti Veyron and the only options that were left were Toyota Tercels that somehow cost $130,000.
It's hard to explain what it's like being in a sea of beautiful, brown skin, feminine women that aren't gassed off the fact they have vaginas, to be around average broads who have been gassed up nonstop by thirsty simps who have completely fukked up the market. The only positive is that you come back and you know you're in the Matrix, you know there's better women out there in droves just waiting to be in your presence. You can see the Matrix's code and wont stand for the bullshyt.