Angol
We arrived at Union Station about twenty minutes before the train was scheduled to depart. I had fun at the crib, but I looked forward to getting back to school. My cousin popped the trunk on his highly waxed, black SS Impala sittin on dubs. Stay up, he shouted with a smile and some tight red ass eyes from the big ass blunt we had just smoked during the ride. We shook hands and when I opened the door a cloud of smoke escaped from the interior. I laughed and shut the door quickly. As I pulled my large black bag from the trunk, I began to wonder if I was making wise decision by carrying all this week back with me. I told my cuz about my financial situation and he fronted me tow pounds of the best weed Ive ever had. I had to do something, that little part time student worker job makin minimum wage just wasnt gettin it. A brotha felt out of place like a mothaf****. Everybody walked around dressed in the latest gear, driving new cars with computers and shit all up in their rooms. Sh**, t
