DISS
He was ganger it was written on his forehead thick not in numbers or in letters but in concentration sick he held some pennies in his hand and eye was hopeful he was laying change on this old man but they seemed super glued to his right hand he startled holiday surmise in me and started then to beg from me he said eye need some beer and my friend over there he needs some gas it was not a thing for this sober one to hear and then he compounded my surprise was evidence supplied as eye surmised he was all alone you see his car had a driver it was he just hisself he walked away only in charge now of his own personal wealth and not of eye he was never ruling me Hey YOU Hay GANGER to my surprise this time the spoken words was me YOU DISSED me was my answer YOU disrespected me eye am a MAN almost shouting in my glee to finally stick it to a thief he got some gas and drove away he needed nothing but just some other sucker somewhere else upon the way less watchful of his pocket less thankful for his wealth.
