That fucking bitch! I dunno who the fuck Zee think she playing with. I ain’t that type nigga. She got the game fucked up for real. I told her we ain’t ready for no damn kids so what she do? Mess around and get pregnant. See, she don’t listen. That little motherfucker probably ain’t even mine. She betta’ be down there getting rid of the lil' bastard. Hell, I ain’t taking care of no other nigga’s kid. Nah, she got that whole thing twisted. And that lonely ass hoe from upstairs? I know she had something to do with Zee going to that damn hospital and shit. Zee know better than that. What goes on in my motherfuckin' house stay in my house. We don’t be taking our business in the street like that. See that bitch probably been all in Zee ear talking shit. I got somethin’ for her ass, too. Let her keep stickin’ her nose in my business. I’ll fuck her ass up…Zee betta’ hurry up and get her ass home. That’s straight up. She know I don’t like being up in this piece by myself. She ain’t cooked for me or nothin’. The place all tore up. She been down at that motherfucker too damn long. She lucky they wouldn’t let me get back up in there or I would have gave her a real reason to be up in that piece. Why can’t she just do what I tell her to do? So fuckin’ hardheaded. If she would just do like I say, we wouldn’t have no problems…but she always testing me…always runnin' off at the fuckin' mouth…she don’t even know. I been trying to be cool about this shit, but if she don’t get here soon, she ain’t gone have to worry about it. Zee keep fuckin’ with me like this! She ain’t gone never be able to say nothin’ else!