Well, I knew life was getting too good to be true, I woke up this morning, to a call from Jessie, normally this is not such a burden, but this morning, it sucked. Jessie called me up and told me that there were shots of me on TMZ with Bonnie out and about on the town. So what? This didnt seme like that big of a deal to me, we have history, but everyone reconvenes witth their exs at some point. Jessie then told me to go pick up the globe, which i did, and read the entertainment section. Bam, front page there I was, There was a picture of me looking somewhat shady, going into what is known as Byron's house in Roxbury, with the title "Old Habbits Die Hard for Jones". FUCK! i aint even do shit, and all of this garbage comes out, and now Jessie is mad at me, wont even pick up my calls. I called him three times now today and there was no answer, if there was anyone that i wanted to talk to it, anyone who i thought would understand, it is Jessie.
I cant even believe this, im clean, I was just trying to help out a friend, but im eating shit for it. I can't help but feel as if this was planned. or something along that line. I knew i thought something was shady at Byron's that day. I need to get to the bottom of this now, and i need to put a end to these rumors. The article claims that i am back on my old ways, goin crazy poppin pills and shit according to an "anonymous source", but it isnt true everyone. Though I may have seen Bonnie a couple times, and though i may have visited my old friend Byron dont mean that I am back ridin dirty. Im keepin it clean and fresh, just need to take a breath, and then let all the rest, work out. I'm gonna call up the globe in a few and make sure they get a heaping helping of whats on my mind, i need to talk to Bonnie, and to Byron. Just when my trains back on track, someone goes and derails it. And i'm going to find out who, the author was a woman by the name of Nicole Spores, time to get to work, but first a swig of hennesey.
