First of all, you need to tell your muscle to fall back— no one threatened you. Secondly, yeah, I called you a slob because that’s what you are; two-faced, dishonest, cowardice, and deceitful. You were given the option to stay or go and you chose to leave, so don’t try to play the victim and act all butt hurt when I treat you the same way I treat anybody that’s turned their back on me. Third, don’t have your female thinkin that just cause she hopped up and said some shit that she’s somehow put me in my place cause I never came at her like that, so check that shit. Fourth, this ain’t about petty shit— I’m lettin you know what’s up. You’re not family and you’re not welcomed round here. That’s not me sayin me and my homeboys are gone come creepin through the cut, but puttin you on notice that if anything were to pop off no one is confused by why we’re throwin hands. I’m a real niggah and I got principles so don’t try to flip it like I’m just comin at you. I may not like you, but I’ma at least give you a warning before I try to come gunnin. Don’t always try to take me for gettin hyped up cause I don’t need to raise my voice all the time. You know what it is and I know what it is so next time we see each other there won’t be no questions; if nobody come trippin, nobody get caught slippin. Plain and simple.