Hey homie my homie is in a coma right now, machines keeping him alive, his familia says they gonna pull the plug. quien sabe. heard the homie was riding his bike down the block when some mutts yelled parkside on him and shit went down. mutha fucka shot one and took a plumbers wrench to the skull. straight knocked him out. Times are confusing right now on what to do and shit, well we know what to do, but how and when are the question. Im confused into why he went when I told him I would give him a ride. but shit happened and the ball got rolling and the next move is on me so I know what your feeling, the sad thing is now this shit doesnt effect me as much as the first but it feels worse than the next. time to play out the next chapter that was written when the mutts did their shit. we lost another 2 more REAL NORTENOS in a land with a bunch of stray mutts but a traitor or malinchi Im not so "forever with the north side I serve" FUCK a mutt, worst ones are the brained wash fake busters that serve time putting in work for the "N" by riding on "$" and come out the pen with paws and shit. now its up to us to write the next chapter que no?