my close encounter with crackheads were the crackhead prostitutes that used to come on to the campus in my undergrad days...they were so bold with it
I was sitting outside my girls crib at one a.m on blue hill ave....
Arguing with her. And she wouldn't come outside. Blue hill is one of the hottest streets in the city and my girl was pissing me off....
Then my car door opens and this random bich I've never seen in my life sits down in three passenger seat.
Me: what the.. Who the fuuuck are you?
Her: baby calm down calm down i thought u wanted some head
Me: bich no chill before u get me arrested, get out of the car.
This bich had missing teeth, Red eyes .. And just overall larry holmes status
Her: but baby let me get some money five dollars and ill give u head or let u fukk..
me: get out of the car now please
Her: ok can i have that change right there tho? (i had mad quarters)
So i shove the change at her and she opens the door, then she goes
"can i have that bottle of water to?"
Ok i lost it.... I threw the water at her and told her to get the fukk out of the car before i fukked her up and she ran out the car.
Next thing i see some random hooded black dude make contact with her then start walking towards my car, then he takes an ABRUPT right turn as im pulling off and i get pulled over by undercover police..
Cop starts saying I'm in a known crackhead and prostitution area....
Look brehs i straight told that cop the whole story he started laughing but trying to hide it and shook his head.... And he let me go.
I have a crackhead breh who comes and cleans the cans off my balcony sometimes. Dudes on parole, living with his mom down the street. He eats well off all the beer drank at my crib, i even bought him a 40 once and chopped it up with him. Gave him 20$ once bcuz i felt bad for him.
one day you are gonna come home and all your shyt is gonna be gone.
I live on the 3rd story and happen to lock my door you fat inbred fakkit