SHIIIIIII Pt 2

I call myself escaping this crazy bitch that’s trying to take my unborn baby, and for the life of me this shit sound crazy as fuck, and I’m showing like literally showing. Line down my stomach, and some mo shit, and it’s kicking me. Anyway, I failed to let yal know, I was my truck. Ummm, I got a umm shit what the fuck is this. A suburban that, I had to stop, and put gas in the car, and f this girl catch up with me I’m sure to end up in a place, I won’t be found. Maybe, I could just scream rape. Anyway it pissed me off not because, I had to stop. Well that pissed me off to, I paid this clerk 60 on pump twenty three 60 yal know you can lock the release on some pumps. I went to look in the car to get my keys cause, I was nervous, I mean I get nervous, but 2 seconds and the son of bitch clicked, I looked, Aint no gas in this car, but the shit read 60. My last 60 how far was, I going to get on.. Never mind, I jumped in my shit turn the keys in the ignition, and said fuck it, I figure it was a few hours so maybe, I had more gas then I thought, I was well on my way. So, I thought next thing, I knew all these black feathers started spiraling in and around the seat, and I’m looking at the shit, but trying to also concentrate on the road. So, I won’t lose control of the wheel, and kill my damn self, and then worried, I might be ready to might my maker anyway. She appeared within them feathers. Of course, I started hollering like a lil bitch, after that episode. She said you might want to calm down cause you carrying my baby, and o were you going somewhere. She looked in the backseat. Looks like you headed… Exactly where are you headed with a overnight bag, or two, three. O, I see look let’s be honest about this. You can’t escape because I’m everywhere. So don’t fuck with me Sucka. Before, I knew it she had me back at my crib at full term giving birth. This shit was weird as fuck, I won’t tell you exactly how much pain, I was in or where the baby extracted from, but let me tell you the 3 minutes of torture, I endured that baby was mine. Hey Bitch come back with my baby you dig, or I would be forced to kill your boney thin wig wearing ass in 2.5 but when she turn, and uncovered in black blanket what, I thought was a baby, but looked more like something that dropped down out of a space ship. After, I reached in my pocket snorted a few lines of cokyinah, I was high as Georgia pine and had a instant change of heart, I told her to keep that ugly motha fucka that’s alright it aint mine. What the hell is it anyway you no good trifling nasty son of a bitch. She said Damn all that nigga suffer you will cause in the case of Lil’ Jerome. You ARE THE FATHER, I drooped to my knees. This don’t make no damn sense Ion got know more pills, I done fugged up, and she named she named whatever this motha fucka was after me. Stick a fork in me I’m done. Well at least ain on child support. That’s when she said thank again Sucka, I got papers for that to. She then disappeared with the whole black feather effect, and all I could do was lean back in my chair SHIIIIIIIIIIII!!! August’Rose Astrange