THAT NIGHT AFTER I HIT A BLUNT AND COUNTED STACKS ON THE TABLE I DECIDED IT WAS TIME TO FIND SOME FUN MY GIRL WAS IN THE BEDROOM BINGE WATCHING SOME SHOW CLUELESS AS HELL ABOUT WHAT I DID WHEN I STEPPED OUT SHE KNEW ENOUGH NOT TO ASK BUT SHE HAD NO CLUE I WAS OUT HERE FUCKING FAGGOTS WHEN THE LIGHTS WENT OUT JUST TO BE CLEAR I’M STRAIGHT GOT A WOMAN AND A KID BUT FUCKING FAGS NOW AND THEN DON’T MAKE ME GAY NOT AT ALL I PULLED UP GRINDR ON MY IPHONE FINGERPRINTS ALL OVER IT AND SAW IT “ANONYMOUS SUB” IT FELT LIKE IT WAS CALLING ME I CHECKED HIS PROFILE PICS WERE HOT BUT HE LOOKED NERVOUS WHO CARES I WAS GONNA SHOW HIM WHO RUNS THIS SHIT WITH ONE HAND I SHOT HIM A QUICK PIC OF MY GLOCK AND RIGHT NEXT TO IT WAS MY HARD DICK MY DICK WAS BIGGER AND THICKER THAN MY GLOCK THEN I SNAPPED A SELFIE WITH MY BLING SHINING FROM THE FLASH THAT DIAMOND CUBAN I WORE WEIGHED MORE THAN WHAT THAT POOR BASTARD PROBABLY MADE IN A MONTH “I’LL BE THERE IN 20” I SHOT OVER NO BULLSHIT AND AFTER A FEW SECONDS HE REPLIED LIKE A GOOD LITTLE PUP “YES SIR” I KNEW I HAD HIM READY I TOOK A COUPLE MORE HITS FROM MY BLUNT BLEW THE SMOKE SLOW WATCHING IT FLOAT TO THE CEILING OF MY CRIB THREW ON MY NEW JORDANS THE BLACK ONES I SNAGGED FROM SOME PUNK IN A BET CHECKED MY GLOCK CLIP MAKING SURE IT WAS LOADED TOSSED MY TOYS IN A BACKPACK GAVE MY GIRL A QUICK KISS WHO DIDN’T EVEN BOTHER TO ASK WHERE I WAS HEADED JUMPED IN THE RIDE CRANKED UP SOME HEAVY TRAP MUSIC AND CRUISED EASY LIKE I WAS PICKING UP A DAMN PACKAGE I ROLLED INTO HIS HOOD ONE OF THOSE PLACES STINKING OF DESPERATION BUILDINGS LOOKING ALL BEAT DOWN I WALKED TO HIS APARTMENT DOOR CHAINS CLINKING AS I MOVED RANG THE DOORBELL AND AFTER A SEC OF NERVOUSNESS I HEARD HIM MURMUR “COME IN” OPENED THE DOOR AND THERE HE WAS KNEELING BLINDFOLDED AND HANDCUFFED LIKE A GOOD LITTLE BITCH I CRACKED UP —LOOK AT THIS CHEAP-ASS MOVIE SCENE —I SAID WALKING UP PULLED OUT SOME WEED FROM THE BACKPACK ROLLED IT INTO A BLUNT AND LIT IT WALKING AROUND HIM SMOKE FILLING THE ROOM— YOU LIKE TO PLAY HUH BUT THIS SHIT YOU BROUGHT IS FOR AMATEURS I TIGHTENED THOSE CUFFS TILL HE WHIMPERED LET OUT A WHINE THAT ECHOED IN THE ROOM TOOK A SWIG OF HENNESSY FROM MY BAG LIQUID GOLD GOING DOWN SMOOTH AS I WATCHED HIM THE CHICK BACK HOME HAD NO CLUE WHAT I WAS UP TO WHEN I SLIPPED OUT THIS WAS MY REAL ESCAPE PULLED MY GLOCK FROM MY WAISTBAND CARESSED IT AND SET IT ON THE TABLE NEXT TO THE CASH I BROUGHT WANTED THAT POOR IDIOT TO KNOW I WASN’T PLAYING THIS WAS THE STREETS MY WORLD —GET UP BITCH —I SAID YANKING HIM BY THE NECK— YOU DON’T KNOW WHO I AM BUT YOU’RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT SLIPPED A LEASH AROUND HIS NECK PULLED HARD SO HE KNEW WHAT IT MEANT TO BE UNDER MY CONTROL SHOVED A GLASS PLUG IN HIM IN ONE QUICK MOVE NO WARNING HE COUGHED STRUGGLED TO BREATHE WITH THE GAG STUFFED DEEP BUT HE SWALLOWED IT LIKE THE GOOD DOG HE WAS —LISTEN UP BITCH —I SAID BETWEEN PUFFS OF SMOKE— YOU DON’T GET TO ASK FOR SHIT I’M IN CHARGE HERE AND YOU BETTER DO WHAT I SAY OR I’LL PUT A BULLET IN YOUR ASS THAT’S HOW WE ROLL I DON’T CARE IF YOU CRY YOU’RE NOTHING JUST ANOTHER BITCH I’M GONNA USE MY GLOCK’S GOT MORE POWER THAN YOUR WHIMPERS I DRAGGED HIM BY THE LEASH TO THE COUCH PULLED OUT A STACK OF CASH FROM MY BACK POCKET LET IT RAIN ON HIS BARE BACK RUBBING THE BILLS ON HIS SKIN WHILE HE SQUIRMED IN PLEASURE AND FEAR THREW HIM TO HIS KNEES KICKED HIS RIBS TO MAKE HIM SETTLE —FROM NOW ON YOU’RE JUST MY BITCH AND IF MY WOMAN FINDS OUT YOU BETTER PRAY I DON’T FIND YOU CAUSE I’LL TOSS YOU IN A GARBAGE BAG BUT DON’T WORRY SHE’LL NEVER KNOW THESE BITCHES ALWAYS SWALLOW WHAT I TELL THEM I SLAPPED HIM A COUPLE OF TIMES TO LET HIM KNOW I WASN’T DONE GRABBED MY GLOCK AND PLACED IT OVER HIS HEAD —NOW YOU GONNA LEARN WHAT IT MEANS TO SERVE A REAL GANGSTER