I said 'I'll do the 19th, I'm sick of the late shifts'
He said "I dont think you'd get on with the crew, theyre a bit uh... weird"
I said 'Oh well, so's the 17th's lot'
He grunted and went for a fag.

He came back from his inhaling of weed and said:
" I mean though, theyre just not right in the head,Im getting a bit scared."
I said ' So your moving with your antie and uncle in belair~, I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate was 'FRESH' and there were dice in the mir-'


Thats why Im not doing mural painting anymore.