"Livin like a fiend wakin up in a crack house...drankin malt liquor in the hood, till we blacked out..... my stash came up missin, felt like a crapped out...she might be my aunty but she stillll gon get slapped out ....its bad times when the family members are cracked out....but if they had bread then imma pull them packs out"
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