Maaan.....when my dad died, and the bewllshyt they were saying at his funeral, that shyt had me HOT. Long story short, my dad was rarely around, and when he was, he was either high or drunk. Always lied about picking us up, used to be beat my mom, all the typical loser shyt dudes like that do. I only went because I felt it was my duty as his oldest child to put him to his final resting place. No matter what, he was my dad, and I had to learn something from him, so I learned not to be like him. Anyways, when they were up there talking about how he was a good man, and found God, I had to simply walk the fukk out, pissed, thinking to myself, "who in the fukk are they talking about". Then, I just had to realize, these people speaking about him, didn't really know who he was and I just had to accept they were full of shyt and didn't even know it.
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No matter how you feel when duty calls you just gotta fulfill your role, learn something and KIM. That's how real nikkas live. +Rep