a few years ago me and nisguy (yd) and neesay were drivin back down south for somethin or other. pretty pleasant trip sept for all the weed in the trunk mixin with my nerves. i refused to drive for hundreds of miles cuz shit wasn’t even mines. nem two made it easier for me by sayin, “driving or not, we’re all going to go to jail.” it did ease my mind a little, like some all for one shit. but i still didn’t drive god dammit.
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