Stone Model

"My friend, Stone everytime?"(Stone the best)

Yup Stone brother my shit

"Your friends only Bud you Stone.. (ay yi yi)

Yup, that's what we like

"ok, my friend, habib bye"

everytime Thank you brother.. good bless.. habib

(Damn where malz at? I wait til he gets here, I ain't finna walk nah)

see ol smoke buddys..

nope

That's a trigger

(3R's..Rehab, Relax, Revamp)

Down at 711 fina go see, Grab a couple mo drinks (cheers) next thing you know, Look-a-here-look-a-here, hadn't heard or seen

A bigger fiend, until this like 53 year old smoker dude intervened, snaggle tooth, black acid washed jeans back kinda bent on the FettaNall lean (burnt as heck) looking like he barely blinks, acting like he trying to kick it, (ok, what you mean?)

It seems he got that good tweed, but never took it out for me to see,(show me) it's more like he's on everything else in between,(homie)

He was hella rifling thru his pockets for anything homie (dude, there's NOTHING in your pockets) pat his self down like police, he's lonely (now you seems kinda gay homie)

then put his hands up on his knees, funny how he's tryin to breathe (he's doing breathing exercises..they teach that)

it look like a panic attack to me (mental health is no joke)

I know how those be, he stuffed napkin in his nostral, now he gotta random nose bleed (this dude sucks)

burnt buddy (go please) it's been past awkward (you should get another napkin, you got an over flow)

Said dude your bro and I asked him what did he need, he told me "all I needs is God our Lord and Savior" told him yup, true indeed, then he asked 4 a favor, I Said it Louder

Dude ... What you Need?!

he said "can I borrow your phone?"

my phone is dead and it went to sleep. (this guy really can't achieve), now I gotta pretend my phone is dead until this dude gone

thinkin to myself (whatever it is, this dude is doing it fuckin wrong) damn where my brother at (whospren?)

I lit my bleezy wit match, I guarantee u one thing he ain't hittin my trees

(Damn nose running on his ashy lips that actually ashier than his jeans..)

haha.. damn..

(Why haven't this dude left yet?)

he asked me.."yo..you haven't seen messican doo..? bout dis tall, uh stripe shirt, his name is like.. i"

Oh no my boy... No I don't know or have seen Messican Doo..

Then he was like "ok O.G. well.. I'ma cut out though, I'll be right back.. you got a dolla I can have?" (A dollar?)

I ain't got no money bro.. I'm chipped out..

Then he was like "Oh alright, that's cool.. yea I see.."(da fuck)

Hold up, what the fuck you mean YEA I SEE Ol' Head?! (Now your Sos Muchos)

Weirdo smoker man.. (you need Jesus)

(Well.. i think I may have over reacted.. prolly... Hmm..)

Oh shit there go malz right there (fasho)

Well.. I.. Never! let a dumb junker, ever ever get a, single damn dolla, Outta My cheddar..

Never Never I Never let funny nose touch my phone, shit like this only happens in El Cajon.. Outta My Cheddar