Almost lost a homie about a year and half ago to some bullshit, he took 4 including two the head, it took him about 3 months just to be able to talk straight especially with all the drugs your on, but once he was able to walk without a cane n shit he was one the same hype, fuck u im still breathin woo woo etc etc so on and so forth, natural reaction after you escape death, gotta celebrate life
