Losing My Composure

I ended up leaving a message on his answering machine after I gotten off work. "Thats messed up I thought we were friends I had love for you and your family until you fucked me over. That's alright when I see you, its on I hope you get this message". 

   After I had left the message I went over Skoob's house to chill for a little while. I was over his house for a couple of hours then I went home at around twelve o'clock watched a couple of movies and called it a night. Before I could even go to the bed my cell phone was ringing and when I looked at the caller id it was a no name. I already knew who it was. Lil Mac was playing phone tag, he called my phone twelve times that night and then he left a message at around three o'clock in the morning "I like that,  I like that", you is a gangster yeah right its funny how people turn gangster all of sudden just because they  sell a little zip. Oh it's on, it's on alright, you see I was going to give you your money, until you started acting hard. Matter of fact when i get the money I'll call you and you can come over and get it"

He thought I was stupid or something, thinking "I didn't realize that he was trying to set me up". I knew that it was more to the situation than drug money. It was much bigger than that it was about respect.