Nah you gotta finish this story cause nikka what lol
There’s nothing else to say. The nikka NEVER wants a heads up. Every time I see him, he’s trying to rally his troops to sneak jump me and I see the play EVERY SINGLE TIME. I’m a big dude, so he knows that alone, he might be swallowing teeth and eating oatmeal for dinner after we rumble.
He doesn’t really know me either or the fact that I’ve survived a jumping doing more damage to the 4 goofies who tried me, or that I’ve ran in 3 different cribs back in the day to throw nikkas surprise parties. He just assumes I’m the mild mannered light skin nikka he thinks I am, with no file on my history in Baton Rouge, etc. These days, I honestly would prefer not to take it there, BUT it’s 5:11 AM as I type this and I’m about to go to the gym for my third workout this week. I’m ready if it goes there.
