Normal

Once I was about to kill someone. Because he sweared at me over the phone. My friends phone was on speaker and I heard it all. There was a hammer hidden inside my bedroom and nobody knew because I acted normal like I'm in a good mood. I hacked a butt outside with the crew. I stared the victim down to me nothing new. I stared him down again inside too. When I held the hammer upstairs inside my bedroom I didn't feel a thing. True.