June’s Entry
June’s Entry
Place: C&B Construction site
Z,
I’ve got a lot to say today, but not enough time.
Seeing you being put in handcuffs hit me hard.
Watching my crew being rounded up like trash made me angry, and I couldn’t help but try to clear Clark’s head with bullets.
But I know he doesn’t hold any real power.
He’s working with someone else, and I will figure this out.
There are people watching us, monitoring every move, and I know who’s behind it.
You and everyone else going to jail wasn’t a mistake, and because of that, I’m even more determined to handle Clark and get my shit together.
Today, I’m meeting with Bishop, and he’s setting up some stuff for the Calloways.
When I tell you this, Z, you won’t have to worry about a damn thing.
That’s my word. I don’t play when it comes to my family, and guys like Clark and anyone like him turn a nigga like me into a straight-up monster.
I’m angry, I’m boiling over, and the taste of blood in my mouth should scare anyone who crosses my path.
I’ve fought way too hard to get where I am.
My mind, body, and soul have been kept healthy, and I need to keep it that way.
For me, everything is mental, and if I let just one thing shift my focus, I’m as good as dead.
I know this entry is coming off with so much heated passion, but I need you to remember, baby, I’m a dog.
Bishop is pulling up, but know I love you and a nigga would die behind you. From here to our Calloverse, Z. Forever and muhfuckin’ always.
Signed,
Mr. Fucking Calloway