Somebody busted the driver side rearview mirror off the side of my shit for no reason...other than THIS:
At first, I didn't want to think it was because of my poster. But after someone let the air out of my tire just a couple days after I displayed the poster, I knew it could be none other than me ride and drivin' with my boys B. Rack and Joey B. No one has ever fucked with my car, but now that I'm gettin' all political on punk azzes, somebody makes my shit a victim.
I prayed to the LAWD that I NEVER find out who fucked with my shit. Cuz I AIN'T NEVA skurd of the pen. ('Specially if I could get Oprah, Miley, and Kim KardASShian in my cell. You wouldn't have to call my Savv no more. Instead, I'd be the Pussy Monster. And they'd betta feed me PUSSAY!)
So...instead of ridin' with Obama/Biden on the dash like I was for the past couple weeks, I'll rock my Obama pin with a VENGEANCE! Might even put it on my nipple cuz that's where I see a few of them nasty azz niccas (and biatches, too!!! YUP!) focusing their peepers.
So, I won't even worry about it cuz ain't NOBODY Looney Toons enough to fuck with the kid. I'm a Big Body Benz and most of these cowards are Hyundai Accents; NOT ON MY LEVEL, HOE!
SOOOOOOO...If you ain't registered yet...WHAT THE HAIL ARE YOU WAITIN' FOR?!