I say "Why the fukk ya'll nikkas still following me?" He's like "I'ma boom you son."
Then the nikka puts his hand in his pants pocket and start walking to me and I'm thinking this nikka got a gun.
I RAN LIKE A bytchHHHH ASSS nikkaAAAA.
I ran for a good 10-15 minutes. I ran in zig zags cause I ain't know if these nikkas was gonna start shooting so I'm like fukk this shyt.
It seemed no matter how fast I ran, these nikkas would not lose me. So I stop to cash my breath cause I'm coughing and my legs hurting. So I see these nikkas at the end of the block.
I ran and kept running.
Now I'm thinking "how the fukk am I gonna get home?" I remembered there was a bunch of cop cars on campus so I'm like
I'll just get a ride from one of the pigs.
So I walk back to campus and I see no cars and I'm thinking "I'm fukked, cause these nikkas gonna find me."
I swear god must have a purpose for me in life to save me like this cause as I was walking
I saw my grandma crossing the street. I ran up on her and grabbed her hand. I'm like