Me drink? Lol u want “ME?” To hang out huh?… let me to tell u about Pack and liquor. My homies Shorty B and his brother V invited me over to drink. Guzzled the henney down too quick and went ape shit. Started getting in their faces, taking off clothes, flexing muscles and growling like a fkn werewolf. I’ve always been a physical kind of guy on chemicals… A sexy psychopathic and suicidal snake. Well, After hearing my friends beg in terror for me to quit and sit the fk down, I grabbed a butcher knife off the counter and slashed my own neck wide open… yes, again….(for those who know me!) with a satanic grin on my face for absolutely no reason at all. How the blood did flow bright that night… after a bunch of wild howling and screaming….I passed out in their lovely bath tub and the ambulance and cops came and took old fun-time Pack to the hospital…then the psyche ward… again. Yeah ppl let’s get drunk… turn on some music and boogy woogy right? Yup… or nope… u really have no clue…why I cant do what u do and just follow u to the devil’s kingdom come. Keeping Me sober might keep u breathing lol just saying… drunk when it was put on… on my chest is a very detailed tattoo of mine and everyone else’s favorite psycho/psychotherapist serial killer Hannible Lector in his face-restraint mask… jeez this guy! Pack Pack Pack… Even the word psychotic above the image is drunkenly misspelled…cool? nah, u don’t want to see that.
