Indiglow Meta (R$G)
Ultra.
Clubs have always been wack to me. I was an early user of websites to find hoes. Blackplanet, Migente, Urbanchat, all you needed were THE RIGHT PICS..and an interesting page... I also caught them outside at any time whenever one on one. Sometimes I'd recognize the "fun"" on the street. Grocery store, Walking down the street, at the Chinese store, anywhere, any time, when I got unsolicited eye contact, I knew it was time to introduce myself.
..I had a 65% pull percentage. Uglies, dimes, didn't matter... Alcohol was the fuel, and it was time to GO.
Clubs...I didn't have much of a success rate with immediately blamming a bih in the club...when I was around alcohol, I'd focus on getting as fukked up as possible. This wasn't attractive to any women outside of the worst rats. I hit a lot of them, but some were very scary. Fat nasty white trash country hoes included. nikkas turn up missing in them bumpkin towns/projects/foul decrepit Midwestern ranch style subdivision, brehs...fukking around with crazy hoes...

The club was wack to me...drinks cost too much, and you can easily hit the liquor store, go down your list of numbers, and hit every one of them up until you smack something. Repetition required daily. This also built a rapport with some of the dumber jawns because they thought we were "talking". A couple times, strangely, I heard "what are we"...from girls I didn't even fukk yet. I'd act confused, change the subject, or ask why she asked. Laughing also occurred, since I didn't understand the question...these girls were on a list, and I really wasn't invested. All you have to do is holler at damn near everything that looks at you, and you'll find out the club is a waste. Unless you're a fancy dancy want to be seen scene nikka. I rap, so that was accidentally given to me for a while. That type of attention makes a nikka like me feel nervous and edgy. It's weird energy in the club now and people are in their lil groups looking corny on the phone, taking pictures looking like they're having more fun than the real "experience" will allow. Too busy posting statuses for that.
I don't drink anymore. I smoke hella weed, which heightens my paranoia. I am an arrogant nikka with a bad attitude sometimes, and I don't need to be around an area that attracts other brehs with a similar mindset who DO drink. This can lead to violence, since the absence of alcohol makes me feel like I have a tactical advantage over a drunk cac or breh who did something disrespectful. I'm in a relationship and have no interest in hoes, since they were always available through other avenues. Sex is kinda unimportant to me now because of that. I am also disgusted with my old behavior.
Some of those women had boyfriends, may have been married. I even fukked one of my big homies girls while he was at church
I am blessed to be alive.
The club is for showoffs, dopeboys and people who don't know how to get it the real way. Also the p*ssy hound nikkas who are nice with that type of game. Too many hard stares and face scans for my taste. I like to approach people who look at me. Women positive, men... Negative.
No grown men should be looking at grown men, especially strangers with face tats...perfect targets for a bathroom sneak punch.
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I have matured past this.
Clubs are where you get shot and jumped.
Clubs are also where you see people you did bad things to when you were
Not everyone forgets. This has worked in my detriment and I had to escape from folks I fukked over many times, sometimes barely.
I even heard gunfire behind me before. Get jumped, stole, shot at for shyt you don't remember, brehs.
some people aren't meant for going out.
PS: Having your song play in a popular black club, and the majority of people not knowing it's you...because you're not a loud club nikka...


Clubs...I didn't have much of a success rate with immediately blamming a bih in the club...when I was around alcohol, I'd focus on getting as fukked up as possible. This wasn't attractive to any women outside of the worst rats. I hit a lot of them, but some were very scary. Fat nasty white trash country hoes included. nikkas turn up missing in them bumpkin towns/projects/foul decrepit Midwestern ranch style subdivision, brehs...fukking around with crazy hoes...

The club was wack to me...drinks cost too much, and you can easily hit the liquor store, go down your list of numbers, and hit every one of them up until you smack something. Repetition required daily. This also built a rapport with some of the dumber jawns because they thought we were "talking". A couple times, strangely, I heard "what are we"...from girls I didn't even fukk yet. I'd act confused, change the subject, or ask why she asked. Laughing also occurred, since I didn't understand the question...these girls were on a list, and I really wasn't invested. All you have to do is holler at damn near everything that looks at you, and you'll find out the club is a waste. Unless you're a fancy dancy want to be seen scene nikka. I rap, so that was accidentally given to me for a while. That type of attention makes a nikka like me feel nervous and edgy. It's weird energy in the club now and people are in their lil groups looking corny on the phone, taking pictures looking like they're having more fun than the real "experience" will allow. Too busy posting statuses for that.
I don't drink anymore. I smoke hella weed, which heightens my paranoia. I am an arrogant nikka with a bad attitude sometimes, and I don't need to be around an area that attracts other brehs with a similar mindset who DO drink. This can lead to violence, since the absence of alcohol makes me feel like I have a tactical advantage over a drunk cac or breh who did something disrespectful. I'm in a relationship and have no interest in hoes, since they were always available through other avenues. Sex is kinda unimportant to me now because of that. I am also disgusted with my old behavior.

Some of those women had boyfriends, may have been married. I even fukked one of my big homies girls while he was at church

I am blessed to be alive.
The club is for showoffs, dopeboys and people who don't know how to get it the real way. Also the p*ssy hound nikkas who are nice with that type of game. Too many hard stares and face scans for my taste. I like to approach people who look at me. Women positive, men... Negative.


I have matured past this.
Clubs are where you get shot and jumped.
Clubs are also where you see people you did bad things to when you were

Not everyone forgets. This has worked in my detriment and I had to escape from folks I fukked over many times, sometimes barely.
I even heard gunfire behind me before. Get jumped, stole, shot at for shyt you don't remember, brehs.

PS: Having your song play in a popular black club, and the majority of people not knowing it's you...because you're not a loud club nikka...
