Unwind. I'm just fine.
Last Call. The barkeep says that’s a wrap.
Feeling like I’m rocking on a hammock in my backyard.
Paying my bill while trying to locate my Ford.
All smiles, no worries as I head out the door.
If only life was like this feeling.
Well it is, I mean always.
Just rocking back and forth and kicking back with 40s.
While hanging with the crew and partying in the streets.
Walking in this trance of mind. Strolling down the district.
Random flashbacks of tonight’s festivities begin my head flick.
Dancing. Shots. Mingle. And the Charlie Persona.
Laughter. Fun. Biting the lime in my Coronoa.
Jaheim from the block came through for a few.
Gave the 3 finger salute while grasping a Rolling Rock.
Did a few shots with him and few lucky contestants.
I was victorious. Others, well they’re stomach became upsets.
Stumbled upon a game in dark room.
And by stumbled I meant slip n slide mixed with ice.
Poker was the game. Royal Flush. I won $95. Nice.
And this was before I got hot. Twice.
Blue and red buzzing around trying protect the honey.
Cause they know a few DUIs can bring some serious money.
Can you say “Winning?” Not really Sheen…
Gotta be a step ahead protecting my green from the Justice Team.
Hanging out next to the steel fences. Catching my bearings.
Observing the females looking at who’s got the biggest…earrings.
Taking it all in. No high-tech defenses. Just in an Ace mood.
What’s good? A break from the grind and having fun in the hood.
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