#Bland

[SickWaves Blackamura]

#Bland

You sure this is the right place?

Yeah, got the address a little bit ago and made sure to double check the shit.

I mean, I know the billing said you were fighting inside an abandoned mall, but I didn’t expect it to be this big of a shithole.

This shit was indeed dilapidated ass shoppin’ mall was just that, kinda weird seein’ a modern place in this shape. You would’ve thought that Kunta hosted a party in this bitch or some shit, but nah, just the result of risin’ costs and droppin’ profits in the world of American malls.

You just wantin’ to wait around here until it’s time to throw down?

Yeah, I mean I ain’t got much else to do at the moment and sun’s startin’ to set as it is. When it does, I’ll be ready for this nigga.

Let’s just hope this shit ends a bit better than that junkyard match.

Nigga, that shit was still lit. I still be replayin’ it in my head.

...but you lost. Why you sound so happy about that?

Cause I still fucked that edgy faggot up. I managed to get in there and do some damage. Imma consider that a victory.

This is the night to rebound, right?

No doubt about it, bruh bruh. I guarantee you Imma get my shit done tonight.

Why’s that, homie?

You already know that my spice game strong and I got me a most unseasoned ass muhfucker tonight.

Cause it’s a white dude?

Nah, because he’s another fuckin’ Damian. I swear that I be seein’ like fifty of these niggas pop up in the past few months and this nigga Damian Simmons by far the shittiest one.

Feel free to elaborate, really say what’s on ya mind when you talkin’ to ya nigga from the realm of heightened perception.

Ain’t much I gotta say about it really. I may only got two points, but tonight I get this jobbin’ ass nigga who standin’ ‘round wit’ a big fat zero to his name who I already know ain’t finna stand the test of time in #DubSeaEff or any other federation halfway worth a shit.

Why’s that?

He ain’t got nothin’ to him other than bein’ a man wit’ two hands, but no fightin’ chance. You know what happens to most muhfuckers who come into this shit like “I’m just straight to the point fighter, duder!”? They rack up loss after loss and it turns out they ain’t got the ability to take that shit on the chin the way they think they do, because when they shown to be not-so-badass, what do they have left? That crutch they be comin’ in wit’ be snappin’ on’em and before they know it they on the floor lookin’ like a fuckin’ chump.

I know that I ain’t goin’ up against the best of the best. Thursday night just been booked as the “give Andre Aquarius a free win” show. When I’m smashin’ this nigga through store windows and stompin’ his fuckin’ dome into an escalator, he gone learn just like every other nigga what makes SickWaves Blackamura such a big deal. Massah Simmons though? Damian Kaine wit’ no sugar, Damian Manson wit’ no bite, Damien Young wit’ no spunk, and so on. So in about an hour when we throwin’ down, I’m makin’ Black Friday a lil’ more lightskin. #SEAliveThat

Wit’ that, the lights inside the mall begin to turn on, as if on queue or some shit.

Showtime, nigga.