Last Sunday was Easter. A lot of you went to church and looked either ridiculous or outlandishly attractive for people celebrating our favorite nigga's return from the grave. I had something even more interesting on the schedule. I was going to see a family member that recently got out of jail that had been there his entire adult life. I'll spare you the family drama but a little back story: Said family member is about my age and a man. End back story. Now, as these things tend to be awkward, it totally wasn't. Everyone enjoyed it and some rather interesting shit happened. Fam and I began to chat because, like our lord, I tend to have conversations with niggas with questionable back stories. Now, I'm quite used to chatting it up with jail niggas even though they have some interesting theories about life so I was prepared for whatever. He asked me what I was doing with myself and I replied that I was a regular working ass negro, and he replied "Well yo
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