“Why the fuck would I put myself through this—through all this… suffering—just for a fucking body? Yeah, I say fucked-up shit. I do fucked-up shit. A brother shouldn’t say or do half the things I’ve done to you. But one thing has been real through all of it is, I fucking love you, Ebony. You could’ve had that pussy sewn up, locked away, and I’d still choose you. I chase and continue to chase like a weak ass little bitch because I still cling to hope that one day maybe, just maybe, you’d fucking choose me!”
