Wuz fine azz day n shitz perfect fo dem picnicz n hikin in deez woodz.
But picnicz n hikin fo crakkerz, n blacc niggaz jus ain't fuckz wit tha treez mang, ya know wot i iz sayin'
(Bigg up shud yo catch dat KKK referens)
Anywayz, bac to stori, Hachiman wuz hangin out round Wu Tang Streetz, hustlin n bustlin liek a tru gangsta, wen dem messicanz came n fuckz wit hiz productz.
Messicanz uno: Ayooo ese, vat el culo iz yo selling os? You go tell me diz iz consider as weed? *shakez a bag of lawnmowed grazz*
Messicanz dos: Yo tryin be racis, blacc boi? Tryna dizz os wit os gardener sterotypez? Ayoo eses letz bit hez azz!
Hachiman: Ayoooo niggaz chill, chill da fuck down niggaz, chill! Ayooooo! Ain't yo hook me liek dat. Yo! Me dindu nuffin! Ayoooo yo listenin to me?
Bam! Tha messicanz git smoked out by an unidentifyd nigga.
Hachiman starez up n c his homeboi Hayama!
Hayama iz an gay nigga who hav dem hawtz fo dat albino-haired, penis-havin shawty in hiz clazz. But den yo shud nawt blame him fo hiz faggotri: when he wuz in innur city elementri skoolz n shietz, he wuz bulli by all dem niggaz cuz hiz dreads be blonde.
He wuz kalled uncle tom, koon, sellout, even crakkaz fo havin blonde dreadz.
Yo ken sayz it wuz absolutli dreadful.
Sorri fo bad punz.