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" Pullin' up fast for you, 223 bust rounds for you. All eyes on me, got me feeling like Pac, but I do it all for you. Don't get caught up in them lies, before you know the truth. I'd be down to risk it all, if you ask me to."
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3 weeks later 6/14/2023.
Satya Messiah Baker | Tia ( suh–tee–yuh.) Detroit, MI _________________________
" Cakes!?" My daddy hollered out loudly from behind me, as I kept my back turned–facing away from him completely. " Move that shit back over to the left some more? So I can see if the picture gone clear out."
" I don't think that it's ever gonna clear up? Dad." I told him truthfully, after crawling out from underneath his television stand.
" Maybe you just need to listen to me and Taymond, and get yourself a Roku tv or Fire Stick? Like we've been suggesting for mon–"
" I'm not putting that shit in my house Satya." He shot me down with quickness. " Them televisions is programmed with all them apps? Just to brainwash people, for real! And I'an finna go for none of it."
" Cause how you think y'all mama died?"
" Umm..." I trailed off with furrowed brows. " From Covid?"
" WRONG!" My daddy laughed hardly, after slamming his hand against the coffee table. " You loud? And muhfuckin' wrong!"
He's the one that's actually being loud for real? But okay. #getitiguess
" Covid? Won't what kilt her for real. It was one of them God damn rascal tv's, and that sorry ass show with them white people called Manifest? That did the shit."
"..."
"..."
" Her ass used to be laid up in our bed, all the time? Talkin' bout ' flight 828 this.' And ' flight 828 that." Then the next thing I know? God chose to take her ass on a flight up outta' here. Like how you just gone take me and my kids mama like that?"
