Hello again sir, what up with thee?
I have learned to speak homeboy, do I sound convincing?
Anyway just wanted to give you my report/analysis.
The place called the "Ghetto" sure is an interesting place everyone kept knocking their fists with mine and some even knew sign language they would throw them up whenever I passed by. They are so bilingual. some even kept calling me Cuz'. I had to tell at least 8 people what my name was.
The music here is weird too and the names the singers go by... man! There is this one cat (I learned that one too) is named after 2 quarters, there is this other dude named after some candy. Its kinda strange that their parents didn't give them simple names like Marshal or Curtis.
They also taught me this dance, but I can only wear the color blue to do it.
They take their vitamins too. They smoke this herb that smells like grass when it catches fire. I was seeing strange things after a few puffs here and there, but hey it's healthy right?
The only thing I have a problem with, is how they view their mothers this one guy called this other guy a mother... well never mind. They say its common like sister or brother.
Well thats it for now, I'm going with my new crew on a drive-by. I wonder who we're gonna go see.
Well thats for now, when I get to my new location I'll drop you a line.