These nikkas, man...
Imagine being a firefighter and responding a 5 alarm fire...
You rescue the owner of the spot...
The Breh, who happens to be a coli poster of course, coughs up his fukking lungs, blood spraying out of his mouth while he's asking you to come close...
"
You...cough... YOU HAVE TO SAVE SARAH! SHE'S STILL IN THERE!"
You look at the flames...then back at him as he gets wheeled into the ambulance.
"fukk", you think as you realize it's moments like these why you became a fukking firemen, you know?
Your partner is like, "nah chill, PRES DON'T GO! You have a fukking family!"
You look at your partner and say, "shyt, man...I'm trying to save that poor b*stard's family."
You run up the ladder to the roof on some next level firemen shyt...
Walk into that shyt shouting "SARAH! MA'AM, WHERE ARE YOU!!! IM A FIREFIGHTER!!"
You look left and right... fukk, she might be dead... Then you see an arm and she is saying something over and over
"there she is!"
You hear a noise and the whole front exit collapses closing off your exit. You run to her...
And she turns to you on some...
"System over heat...over heat... Over heat. Sarah shutting down. Please do not turn off power while loading."
You burn to death watching this skynet bot melt in front of you.
Now because of this shyt, you're dead trying to save this nikka's life sized barbie. Your family knows it and your partners know it and everybody awkward at your funeral.
I would come back and haunt y'all nikkas.