Raki hadn't really been around except to do what was asked of him, again he had people minding his business that had nothing to with him, he wanted to be left alone, and to live his life, freely as he wished. As he had walked through the streets, from his performance, he could see eyes here and there, whispering about bullshit that he had nothing to do, bullshit that wasn't even true, half the people that came to him about the stuff, he didn't even know, nor did he care enough to know. 

He let his hazel bolded eyes looked around, as he was getting falsely getting accused of things that weren't true, or being put into situations that he wanted nothing to do with, as he looked dully at them as if he was dead to it all, he let his hair move around him, as the blew around, his looks as if he were annoyed and just doing this because people put him in a position to come out. He again hated the public because there were the usual, typical human drama, if h had to decide to go out into the streets or go jump off a cliff, he would go jump, that was he felt about the streets. 

He then thought about to everything that was told to him, it was like peopel didn't have ears or like they didn't have a fucking brain to comprehend what he had said, it was more like he had to write it down and slam stamp it to their foreheads, be like you should have used your brain? But then again, people must think he spoke for his health, again this was why he didn't get into an inner circle, because of unnecessary drama, that he again wanted nothing to do with. As he listened deeper to the dram was just lies mixed in with the real truth, so you couldn't tell which was truth or lies. 

The drama reminded him of a childrens game that his mother taught him long long long time ago, where they played the whisper game, ye had to line up a bunch of kids, and then once they were all lined up, he would whisper something so innocent and sweet the person's ear, and then it would go around, but when the last person spoke the secret, it turned out more that what it was. He sighed as Moved around each person who tried to grab at him, it was like he was in hell, he sighed. He almost felt like disappearing, people tend to take his niceness for weakness, and he was about to show them that he wasn't weak, nor was he amd idiot, he was loyal to anyone as they were loyal to him for example if the people who are loyal to him, would die for him, then he would die for them that was how he was.

It was if they world was becoming hungry because they had nothing better else to do, and they didn't like what he eas saying because he put it to blunt for their linking, but they could dish it out, this was what the hypocrisy he was thinking about even talking about in some of the street discussions. As he thought deeper, he really wasn't even in the mood such idiocy, he had better things to do then to even worry about it, or even react to it, he hated the after effects that happened to him, he needed something to plug his ears. 

He was happy where he was at, and who he was with, he wouldn't change it for the world, and he wished people would let it be that, if people were that jealous of him, and wanted to destroy him, then why didn't they just do it themselves, ikind of like he wished they would just come to him with they had a problem with him, instead of talking shit, like they knew him, or like he was going to ract to the dumb idiots. As he thought about it more, was glad he had a saying, that was quoted on his outfit coats or on his special leather coat that his family gave him, and right under his rank it said, "If you don't feed me, sex me, or finance me, I don't give a shit what you think of me...so suck it" was literally his motto, but people seem to not be able to read.

As he shook his head, he then disappeared back into the crowds as if he was making his way slowly to the top, with the people he wanted to be around, and the people he loved, and the people who were loyal to him. He didn't need children, he needed mature people to be around and say hey I missed you man, not this he said she said shizniz, it just angered him how quickly people were so quick to judge him because he worked hard. As he laughed, he went to wait for his net performance, he prefered to speak with music then with his mouth.