A sister invites me on a bible study, we get there and i realize it's a dope house. There is all kinds of activity going on. Gang activity, drug transactions. We just kept reading like "ok would you like to read paragraph no. 5....lets turn in our bibles to John 3:16" while big wil slips a gun under the seat of the sunken sofa in the living room, and crack smoke fills the air, every few minutes someone is checking the front door.
Crazy