Run

Lean...

Kush smoke lingering in the air from me blowing back blunts hours prior, I'm in my zone off that purple drank, codeine promethazine. Laid back on the couch of my crib, my eyes  were closed. Trying to tune out my surroundings because everything seems like it's in slow motion. The only thing that stood out was Luniz, "I got 5 on it" blasting through the speakers of my stereo and the police sirens that's been going off for about a half an hour now. I opened my eyes and rubbed them as my vision was blurred due to the lean I downed about 20 minutes ago. I sat up, reached for my 26 which was on the coffee table sitting on top of my phone and moved it over. I gazed at my phone to see that I had a couple of missed calls and a voicemail. I dialed 1 and waited to hear the voicemail...

"What's good Sina, this Tone, I wanted to see if you could let me get a 8-ball, cook that up and turn it into rocks, hit me up when you get this message bro"...

I ended the call and checked the time...

10:45 am

I placed my phone back on the table before I got up and headed to the kitchen to get some work done. I opened the cabinet under the kitchen sink and grabbed a 64 oz. bottle of clear ammonia and set it down on the kitchen counter. I opened the top cabinet that the cups were in and grabbed a glass vail along with a small glass jar. I set it down next to the ammonia and opened one of the kitchen drawers and grabbed an eye dropper. I remember my right hand telling me about using baking soda, adding 4 grams of baking soda to each ounce of coke, turning that shit into 30 grams. I usually don't use that but I got him on that shit, I guess I can try and mix some shit. Maybe I'll get more clientele in this bitch.

I grabbed a bowl of distilled purified water that I made last night and poured it into the vail. I took one-eighth of an ounce of cocaine and poured it into the vail with a teaspoon of baking soda and as I waited for the coke to dissolve, I filled the small glass jar with water. I grabbed a pan that was sitting on the stove top and filled it with some water. After a few minutes, the coke fully dissolved, I put the glass vail into the small glass jar and I set the jars in the pan. I turned the eye on and let it heat up. After a few minutes I turned the eye off, grabbed the clear ammonia and added a few drops into it until I noticed it turning milky white. The smell was killing me but I was used to this shit as well. I proceeded on with dropping ammonia into the freebase until the precipitate form disappeared. I used the eyedropper to clean up the the thin layered remains of the milky precipitate and I took the vail out of the water and set it down onto the kitchen table so it could harden a bit.

Just before I began to clean up the kitchen, my cell phone rang. I walked back to the living room and answered my phone. "What's good yung?", I spoke to my nigga.

"Shit, I met this broad yesterday and I'm tryin to do somethin and you know my moms not havin that shit"...

I chuckled. "It's aight, bring her through and fuck some shit up"...

He chuckled. "Good lookin but what you on nigga?"...

"Shit, I'm off that lean, makin some rocks for Tone, 8-ball "...

"Aight, cool but I'll hit you up when we on the way, I gotta pick her up from school"...

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Nigga don't tell me you fuckin with high school bitches, she in college?"...

He chuckled. "Naw yung, she a senior in high school"...

I furrowed my eyebrows at the fact that he was always fucking with young broads. "Aight, I'll be here", I said not wanting to talk about this shit any longer.

"Aight" ...

I set my phone back on the coffee table and headed back to the kitchen. I took the semi solid crack rock out of the vail and broke it and sculpted a few rocks. I put them into small plastic bags and stuck them in the freezer. I headed back into the living room and flopped down on the couch. I sighed right before I rubbed my temples. That purple drank got me dizzy as hell but overall I feel good. Numb to everything...