to the rescue

Word to my momma, I was roll’in down Highsmith about leven-thirty one night after get’in some pussy from Maria when this big muthfucka ran out from between two cribs. All he had on was a towel, socks, and a watch. I was about to burn off but when I got closer on him I could see the blood run’in froma bullet hole in his back. I thought to myself, "This good Samaritan shit is gonna catch up with you one day." But hommie was shook and all I could think about was my brother out there alone when they got him.

“Yo hommie, you need a ride?”
“Hell Yea!”
“Jump in the back and try not to bleed all over my seat.”
“Bleed?”
He jumped in and we burned off, headed to County Trauma.
The adrenalin must have started to wear off because he started talking about his back hurting.
“Aw fuck, my back feels like somebody stabbed me with something.”
“Looks like you got shot…”
“Shot??? So that muthafucka got to me afterall…”
“I saw the blood run’in out of the hole when I pulled up on you. What happened?”
“Man, I met this dime at the gym and she wanted to fuck, so I rode with her to her place to smash. I was kill’in it from the back and she was cum’in all loud and shit when this muthafucka ran in the room and started yell’in and cuss’in and shit. I jumped up out the pussy just in time to meet his fist with my chin. I fell backwards and got right back up. He was point’in a fuck’in tool at me then; I thought I was gonna die right there man.”
“Damn, how did you get out of that shit?”
“I had to take a chance or die, so I rushed his ass and punched him in the neck. He went down and I ran out the room. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and hit the door. I heard someth’in that sounded like three loud claps while I was jump’in the back fence but I wasn’t try’in to find out what that shit was.”
“Well one of them shits got you.”
“I can really feel that shit now... Where we going?”
“County Trauma…”
“Bet…”