Wimpy wimpy wimpy. My parents "aren't too wild" about me going with Jor to Compton. The fear of a name only increases the fear of the thing itself, they should fucking know that by now, they told me it. Jeez, and with the shit that goes on in this town, they're always like "don't judge a book by it's cover" and then tell me I can't go somewhere cuz of the things they think about Compton. Wussys. Shouldn't I be the one worried about going? I'll be the one who gets shot, dumb mothafuckas. on another note, please excuse me for saying mothafuckas soo much, I dunno why I'm doing it.