I don’t understand why these idiots are lacing the heroin with Fentanyl.
If anything sell it “seperate”.
But, the “pushers”, (they aren’t ‘dealers’), are just looking to make coin – cut the product with everything and anything.
They don’t have a clue what they are doing because they DON’T GIVE A CRAP ABOUT THE LIVES THEY ARE TAKING AS LONG AS THEY CAN DRIVE THEIR BENZ AND PRETEND TO BE PLAYERS.
You sell heroin, fentanyl or oxycontin you should get life and have to become an addict and be forced to go through withdrawals every second week.
Frack these low life motherfrackers – ruining family after family and the rap world makes them into “idols“.
Young people growing up in a society that gives praise to gun toting, life destroying sub-human goofs.
Frack the gangsta bastards!!!!!
Say whatever you want to me. I care not!
I was a junkie all my teen years because my older brother decided I would be his “tester“.
Used my childhood as his personal quality control lab.
Me in a federal prison for many years.
Me spending over five decades trapped in the circle of drugs and violence. In sadness and disparity.
Leaving a trail of destruction and mistrust in my wake.
I will go to my grave never understanding why today’s society GLORIFIES gangsters and dealers.
Never understanding why they all think it is cool or alright to run around armed for war and sell drugs and young women so they can pull into their government housing complex and brag how they are “living the high life”.
In my years I have met many rich dealers.
But they were only rich till their doors got kicked.
How many times have I heard a dude say,
“I have a hundred thousand in my accounts. A Benz and a Lexus. I’m wearing all Gucci.”
Then Officer Bob kicks their door
Then Judge Judy gives them fifteen years.
Do the math – 100,000 divided by 15 = 6666.
Hmmmmmmm, lot of satanic sixes there.
SO, END RESULT?
THESE ‘RICH’ GHETTO GANGSTERS END UP MAKING HALF A WELFARE CHEQUE A YEAR.
BUT, YET, WE HAVE THREE GENERATIONS OF YOUTH AND ADULTS WORSHIPPING THESE BASTARDS.
I know, I used to be a bastard.
I know, I used to be a customer.
I know, I did my time.
So today this old LightHouse says unto you,
“Sell opiates? Do life with no parole.”
Ask yourself this,
“Why are we manufacturing such extremely addictive and dangerous painkillers that are being prescribed to any patient with a good story?”
THE ANSWER IS KICKBACKS AND GREED.
GODDAMN THE PUSHERMAN