“ He has been on the run for 35 years as the biggest drug kingpin in all of Detroit.” “ Damn that crazy bastard was right, It killed him”
I think to myself
Shortly after I receive a call From the African American Chemist “ I see it worked, you know there's allot of money and drugs in that Mill, You and me could build an empire” He says ‘ Yes, but freind I dont know the first thing to dealing man” I reply
“ Man i can teach you how to count, nigga, you my son now” He says “ Meet me there right now we start today.” He hangs up and I start to get dressed. I decide to head to the car dealership and buy a brand new Ford Focus RS , it was a candy apple green, 36,600 Dollars paid in full, in cash. Man, I felt like a king, little did I know soon I would be a God of the drug world. I head to the Mill and The Chemist is waiting by the door.
“New car?” He asks
“Yea, Lets get down to business” I …show more content…
I mean think about it, you gonna suspect your pastors a drug dealer? No. He's too busy filling your head with fairy tales, and dreams of paradise while you just throw in you money for a “ Good Cause”. Well it just so happens that the good cause is so little marshawn can buy a dime bag at the corner of 5th and Elm. Like I said we were Making billions, You ever hear of Icarus? Well He was an angle like dude who decided to fly too high and the sun burnt his wings off, Well my crew was kinda like that we were already flying as high as tommy chong on 4/20 in 1973. But we decided we still didn't have enough