Monday, October 19, 2009
Tha Quest for Good Dick: Oh Donna
One of my former Bitches that I'm on good terms with hit me up tha otha night, she was lonely, she begged me to come and visit lol. I was in a good mood, she offered me dinner & kush so how could I turn that down. I jumped in tha Lincoln LS and floated away while evaluating the Blueprint 3 ("Motivation" is a tight Pharrell produced cut), I landed 15 minutes latter at her Condo in Cerretos.
I love Cerretos, I like tha laid back vibe of that community, It's very green, lots of Trees and Grass. When pulled up in her neighbor hood tha street was quiet and peaceful. I thought about tha stark contrast between this place and otha places throughout Compton and Los Angeles. I thought to myself "This Bitch is doing really good these days" I remembered tha Gangsterous apartment complex Donna lived when she stayed in Hawthorne California, She lived there while in college, when she Graduated from Cal State Dominguez Hills she stepped her game up, I love Hood Bitches that step they game up.
I made it to her front door, when she opened it I was kinda shocked by tha way Donna looked, she always had a decent level of pulchritude, but now she really looked good, it was like tha bitch was fucken glowing. Donna is one of tha darkest bitches I ever seen, but her skin was perfect, nearly flawless but what was most striking about her was her face, she seemed like she was Asian, but she was 100% African American. She smiled brightly and hugged me like I had came back from tha dead or some shit, I mean it was like she really needed me. She made me remove my shoes then led me in to her vast and spacious two bedroom condo, it was sparsely decorated, it seemed like her carpet was tha main feature of her home, It was a rich thick chocolate brown with hints of green, my feet loved it. Donna was a woman of sensuous taste, tha half dozen fresh Stargazers in a vase on her dinning room table and filled tha room with tha fragrance of fresh flowers. Her living room was an example of tha clever use of space. She had a beige soft leather retro couch and in place of a coffee table was a beige suede shag throw rug, her ebony black 42 inch LG flatscreen sat perfectly in tha center of an egg shell white wall. I sat on tha couch while she busied herself in tha kitchen.
She came out and and said "Nigga, you are always late but today you early, tha food will be ready in a minute, lets smoke sumpthin right quick baby" I said "Lets", she disappeared into a back room and returned with what looked like a hand carved african themed humidor that passed acted as her "Weed Box", she plopped down next to me, faced me sitting cross legged and quick produced a kush blunt, tha crystals on her magenta colored tonails winked at me. She asked if I wanted to watch T.V. and I said "Well, not really, whats up with you tho", she turned tha channel to a soft jazz station and handed me tha blunt. I said "So what Good wicha baby, I'm here for you, whats going on?" she said "Lots of Bullshit and Drama, what else is there" I said "Baby, you looking good, you living good, whats up with tha Stygian vibes?" she frowned and said "What tha fuck is Stygian" I laughed and said "Why you kickin rocks", she shock her head and said "A bitch low key needs a dictionary to fuck with your ass" she paused and was quite a moment, then she said "I'm Pregnant James", I coughed and said "Oh shit, Congrats, Who tha lucky Nigga? And why you still blowing Kush?" she smacked her lips and said "I'm blowing cause I'm fucken stressed out, I'm only a couple a weeks, and babydaddy is lucky but I'm tha unlucky bitch" I was like "Damn, whats wrong wit tha Nigga" She said "He's a broke ass loser nigga with 2 otha babymamas I just found out about, not to mention this nigga has no job, no car and it turns out no hustle either, this Nigga don't even got I.D." I threw my head back and laughed, Donna looked at me like she wanted to kill me, I said "Hold on baby, Im not laughing at you, Its tha irony" I passed tha expectant mother tha Kush Blunt, I said "Look, It can't be that bad, whya was you fucking tha Nigga raw like that?" she smirked and said "Tha Dick is Bomb, He can consistently put a Bitch to sleep, that Nigga could be a fucken porno star, Plus on tha real we been fuckin tough for almost 2 years, I though maybe I couldn't get pregnant, tha Dick is Good tho, but when it's time to pay that mortgage a Bitch needs paper, I'm fucked up". I watched that pregnant bitch hit tha blunt and exhale, White smoke floated like a ghost in tha air between us. I said "So tha Nigga has no hustle huh?" She laughed and said "I bought that Nigga a fucken pound of Kush after he was around here talking about how he use to have shit locked down back in tha days servin kush, then don't you know this nigga just fucked that off, Smoking out his fake homies that try to holla at me when as soon as he out tha fucken room, fucked off tha ReCop money, Im just fucked up". I laughed again and said 'You gonna be alright baby, yous a soldier, you still fuck with old niggas that was tricking right?" She said "Yeah, low key I was thinking about giving one of those old niggas a shot of ass and say it's his, at least a bitch could get some paper" I laughed harder. She passed me that steaming blunt and said "That Nigga was living here for a minute, You should have seen how broke that nigga was after her fucked off that pound, I had to blow kush on tha way home from work, this broke ass nigga waitin for me to get home so he could smoke" I was rolling at this point, she continued bashing, she said "It was tense as fuck around this muthafucka, then I caught his bitch ass stealing from my fucken purse, I was like What tha Fuck, I just had my brother beat tha shit outta him, he had me Fucked up" I had tears in my eyes.
Tha aroma of Beef Stroganoff wafted in tha tha living room, she served it in a simple white bowl, noodles, beef and about two or three kinds of mushrooms, and a hell of a brown sauce. That shit tasted so good I thought it was Crack Cocaine in food form. Before I left she asked me if I was going to a Halloween party a mutual Nigga we both know was having, I said 'Yup", she said "I guess you taking top bitch huh?" I said "Yup, but I'm a make sure I still kick it witcha, because I'll always love ya babygurl, you gotta keep ya head up like Tupac baby" I hugged her for two minutes, then I floated away in tha Lincoln.