in motherfucking Winn Dixie Aisle 4 (cans good)
Man Look,
I'll never ever forget this shit...I'll be 78 years old and I'll remember this ass-whooping...I was around 6 or 7, we all went to the store to make groceries my brothers and sisters and shit all in the store, doing normal shit..so I finally gets to drive the shopping cart/buggy...so I'm driving that bitch like a fucking speed car and shit..going fast and then jumping on the back on the rail bar that's in the back on the buggy/basket and coasting down the aisle on tha bitch..I'm having a fucking blast...I would see my brother and sister do the shit "outside" in the parking lot and I never could do it...so I finally got my chance...All I remember was my mama saying "don't hit me wit that dayum cart"...me..that shit went in one ear and out the other...so I took the buggy/cart towards the end of the aisle and my mama was on the other end and shit...so I start off pushing that bitch and I hops on the back bar and coast down the aisle but this time my mama stood up and turned around to walk to the next aisle and she gets in the way of my path, man that front part of the buggy hit the back of my mama foot, the Achilles part..lawd ham mercy...my mama went flying into cans, knocking shit down..her gown and rollers came out and shit Lol..cans was falling off the shelf and shit on her...man when I tell you it was a pause in my life...like that pause where you just know you fucked up and wish you can do a do-over smh...I can see my mama just saying/whispering some shit while cans continue to fall on her...I couldn't make it out, but come to find out she was saying..."Lord give me the strength not to kill him" As she struggled to get up from under the cans...my mama said "Come on here, bring yo lil narrow ass here" Lol...man I just started crying/hollering "mama no" Lol cuz I knew..I just knew it was over for me...she got up and my mama beat all my shirt off me..my brother and sisters hear the screams so they run to the aisle and they sees this taking place, they trying to 'grab' my mama...and she fighting through them niggas, wearing my ass out...other customers in the store all had gathered around to see what was going on, cuz at this time, I'm hollering for dear life..the shit was a totally shock to them so I guess one of them ran and told the manager and the man came out and if it wasn't for him smh he save my fucking life yall smh..I'll never forget Mr. Weinstin..I owe that man my life, my mama had lost it...and all I came remember was her saying "Let me go, Let me go, Come here, Come here" I'm behind Mr. Weinstin, shaking/and hollering/holding on to this nigga...she tearing the po man shirt/tie trying to get to my ass...man look....I would have died in Winn Dixie that day..my mama till this day said she was trying her best to fuck me up..
Man I love my mama and I can't even deny, I deserved that ass whooping..