
Pride is the worst thang ever concocted. Guy from work challenges me to BBall...of course I accept, but it took a few weeks to get it together.
Man, I haven't balled in 6 years. I got my ass handed to me. I started getting my shot too late, and was bricking layups

I challenged him at the end
to another game Friday. Now Im gonna be on my montage shyt, doing the speed rope and burpees to make up for my WOAT conditioning. People see I am buff
and sometimes cut but think I am athletic

mothafukka I weigh 180-185 at any given time, I tore ligaments in both ankles, tore my meniscus and possibly something
else and NEVER got surgery, and the last time I was a dedicated baller I was 30 LBS lighter

guy telling me "You can't guard me

"
Mothafukka

You have no gas pedal. I could wax you, but its gonna take all my energy and deter me from making the fast break when you brick that lazy 3 you gonna throw
An hour later and I am not sore anymore, but at the time, even my balls were sore

I'm like Old Snake outchere. I can still kill you twice before you hit the ground, but I gotta
stop and breathe for a bit after

No more junk food, gonna inhale all the veggies in the house and keep to the good meats, gonna stretch and ice my knee every day just to get
it ready, and Friday night I am gonna go to war

People pulled my hoe card tonight. Friday I am bout to get in they ass quick fast like my name was flash like them suckas
tried to rob me for my cash
