Hard Daze Nite

 It's just after noon, Im off work today, in fact my psychotic boss/ex girlfriend made sure I have three days off this week, same as last week, which wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that she also took my raise. My boss is crooked as a motherfucker, and gives his employees cash along with their paychecks instead of giving a normal raise. He says its for our benefit so we don't have to pay taxes, but really it's so he can take it away any time he wants.

A friend just stopped by and left some money, wanting me to go get him some dope. He doesn't know that I've got anything, I do, I just don't know if I want to sell what I've got. I'm pretty close to broke and i dont even know how much I've got left. I hate slinging shit, its a constant aggravation, you watch friends become fiends, you can't trust any one, not even yourself, and the money comes quick and leaves even quicker. But we do what we have to and we try and make it from day to day.

I'm tired, my veins won't register so I haven't gotten a hit yet today, I'm waiting on my girls step dad to come thru and help me put a swamp cooler in along with a washing machine but he's dragging his feet because there's nothing in it for him. I guess knowing that his grandkids have clean clothes isn't a priority for him.

My girls sisters jealous because we'd been kicking it before she got sent to rehab, and now I'm with her sister. Whatever, I told her not to play games with me and she tried running the same "I have feelings for you now please send me money" hustle on me that I've watched her do to god knows how many other guys.

I'm not stupid or naieve,  been in this game since I was thirteen years old, the rest of these guys and girls my age didn't get started till they were almost adults. When they were talking bout the cute guy in English class I was out there on my grind, chasing paper, if any of em wants to get over on me they better eat their Wheaties.