*JakobDaKing aka SwaggMonsta aka FluffyTheTree walked into the streets. Finally they had been cleaned good. Earlier there had been so much blood no one knew what to do with it all and some janitors had been trying to wash it away with some water down the gutter but then they were worried the rats would turn viscious and start  eating people so they just decided to let mother nature take care of it. Now that it had been a few days after the war and all the blood was kind of gone Fluffy decided to take a stroll. He wanted to tell the folks of the world how to be as fly as he is. He found a nice street to talk on and started sayin words. Death was there to listen, so were some good lookin ladies like Duplicity and Praefect. There was also that girl named Vixen who always gave him the stink eye and she was given him one fierce one now. Fluffy looked passed her quick and saw @Zemika who was a fresh face of glory and all things holy. Fluffy thought about how that was a good ryhme and would later write her a song and serenade her with his fine ass words.*

Fine ass Ladies and loyal gents id like to take a moment of your time and tell you how to be the best gangster, which i like to call it a G for short because who has time for such long ass words anyway and tell you how to be a G. a true G not just a kind of G or a part time G.

First you gotta look your best. You gotta pay a lot of money for your suit and impress all those you do business with and all the ladies you take out to the clubs at night.

Second you gotta have a lot of money. Like rollin in it. Sleepin in it. If you dont have alot of money you gotta at least dress like you do. So if you got the dressin down you can work on makin that money.

Third you gotta be good to the ladies. Ladies run the world. Everyone be sayin that men run the world and we are in charge but you all know that your special someone can make or break your life you seriously need to treat your ladies right.

More to come soon. I need a cig break

*Fluffy takes a step back and lights up a smoke*

First, I'm not a woman. Second, I'd prefer if you'd stop bringing my name up.

I go for that too. leave me out your stories

*Fluffy puffs on his cig and looks at those who shall not be named that joined up.*

Some people just cant handle a little attention.

*Fluffy shakes his head*

Or maybe they just cant handle bein in the presense of a straight G, MATE. 

*Takes a puff on his cig chuckling to himself*

Wandering past the conversation where a young gangster once stood. Jank pours out a bit of alcohol from his flask on the ground for the fallen.

Ain't nothin' but a g thang baybayy.