Another true story about my walk down the street last Saturday.

who's that guy walkin' down the street with long hair lookin' kinda neat he approaches me and I say "hey" raises his hand in a cool way I raise my hand, about to shake then he did something that takes the cake he did something I'll always remember that guy, the ass, gave me the finger I stop and ponder what just happened is this a dream or did it happen then I think I recognize that guy he's the one named Jesus Christ Jesus don't care for you more than I do Who the fuck does he think he is Some kind of diety or some shit I'll make him pay on mass when I hire a black guy to kill his ass Jesus sucks anyways, anyways Buddhas better, alot fatter