Yolo was smokin' his blunt by the oak tree, the green leaves fallin' on his white tunic as he rested on the grass. His Obey Baseball cap was pushed sideways, his gold chain resting on his chest. This green got me high as fuck he thought he counted the clouds. After what seemed to be hours of contemplation about the cosmos and the hood rat he was chillin' with the night before, his blissful moment stuck in eternity drastically came to an end- he could of sworn that he heard some one blasting B.I.G through the woods. His ears perked up. He knew that nobody blasted that shit in these parts. Nobody but Gandawg.
Yolo got off his high ass and bolted towards the road. He couldn't tell whether he was that deep in the woods or whether the kush made everything take so long. One thing he knew, tho. He was getting closer. After what seemed to be an hour of running he found himself at the edge of the cobblestone road. In front of him stood a white horse pulling a carriage shaped like a gold Cadillac'.
In that cadillac was a 60 year old man with a sharp white beard, sides faded to a 2. He rocked a muffin top haircut, its edges krisp with a K. He was wearing a tattered brown robe that covered the tattoos etched over his body. The only jewelry was his Casio Watch- a relic of an ancient time. In his left hand, he was holding his most powerful weapon- a brown, tattered baseball bat. The word Loco was etched along the shaft.
"Bruh, you late"
Yolo mumbled, arms crossed, eyes red.
The man stopped humming Juicy and turned towards the stoned hobbit, he grasped Loco firmly
"A real G neva late, Yolo Swaggins. Nor is he early. He pull up where the club at."
The man glared at Yolo, his eyes looking like they can cut some glass.
The two stared down at each other coldly, lips tight, arms crossed. If another hobbit happened to be strutting along looking for some kush, he coulda sworn that shit was aboutta go down.
After a high man's hour, or two minutes normal time, smiles began to crack, followed by laughter.
"Bout some fucking time Gandawg!"
Yolo screamed as he jumped in the Cadillac
They both roasted each other for a good minute before gettin' serious
"You'd thought I'd be missing Dildo's birthday?!" Gandawg exclaimed.
"Hell nah, I knew you'd come thru"
The two rode the Cadillac into the Shire, bumping to some B.I.G and popping off some fireworks along the way.
A couple cops thought they was gunshots and started chasin' Gandawg and Yolo for a couple of blocks before they finally lost em, but other than that, shit was good.
