So ah dun gon made mahself ah tale bout 9/11
Ah wrote dis sum tahm ago cuz Ah wuz thinkin' "dayum 9/11's all messt up n crap".
Burnin' in de gut
Ah wuz all sittin' at mah table snortin drugs n crap nd everythin wuz all thinkin' "aw dayum dis day's ballin'". Ah look ovah mah shoulda and ah look at dis girl I been eyeballin' fo' a long time. I gonna go hab a fancy-ass eatin' wid huh tonight and I know she ain't waitin fuh crap. It wuz de perfect tahm to bust a move and gib huh sum lovin' but dis den dis aeroplane came outta nowhere and all da hell broke loose.
Ah find mahself wakin' up feelin' all high n crap. Da place had dem white folks prancin' around screamin' at de top of dey lungs. Dat is, if de smoke hadt let dem do so. Fiona's all screamin' mah name. Sum sorta aeroplane went batcrap insane and crashed raight on de towahs. Ah get up and all dem firemen runnin' around extinguishin' and crap. Dat's when I thought "dayum mah leg's all high". Tuh top it off, ah gotta scurry down a craploadda staircases tuh get all de way down. So many kids dyin an' crap when mah Fiona all dun twistet huh foot, so Ah carry huh all de way down half a hundret stairs. Dayum. Ah look at Fiona, sayin' "dayum, we not gon' get outta dis one" so Ah grasp huh 'round the body n give huh a little smooch. We wuh all runnin' down de stairs when dis huge-assplosion dun blasted us to de wall. We trah to get down, but de towuh all dun started to fall on us. Ah loose mah feelin'.
Dat's when ah startet wishin' dat Ah'm just high. Ah 'rouse mahself again and Fiona's all lyin' next tuh me tremorin' n' stuff. She dun gotten huhself a blade stuck through huh body. Den Ah wen't all crazy n crap. Ah started goin' suicidal when Ah lose mah feelin' again.