Dark Summer

Hey, big homie.

Big homie.

Hey, big homie, do me a favor.

Get me a 40 from out the store.

Hey, y'all niggas drinking?

Fuck it, get me two.

Yeah, man, I got you.

Lil Dead-O, my nigga, what's blazing, block?

You know what it is. Just trying to eat, my nigga.

Yo, who that nigga you was talking to?

Who, him?

Just some old nigga getting us something to drink.

When he come back out with that bag...

...y'all just walk off.

What? Bump that, bro. You wildin'.

He ain't got no money.

Look at the shit he drove up in here with.

Hey, what the fuck is that nigga doing over here?

I'ma call OG Mike, tell him nigga Donte back over here.

Yeah, I bet you Amanda up in that hoe with that nigga right now.

Mike gonna kill that nigga for fucking with his little sister.

Hey, hang up the phone, Chris.

I'll handle it.

A'ight.

Damn, girl.

You bitches want something out the store? Some chips or something?

No, nigga, just get some blunts.

And some watermelon Sour Patch Kids too.

And who you calling bitches?

Man, y'all been calling each other bitches all motherfucking day.

Like, "Bitch, I know you didn't."

"Bitch, you know what?"

"Bitch, pass me that."

That's different.

That's my bitch.

-You hoes is crazy. -

That's more like it, nigga.

Girl, make that nigga get us something to eat too.

Oh, bitch, you know we getting something to eat,

'cause he think he gonna get some pussy.

Not!

Think he gonna get some free pussy?

No.

- -Not at all.

Yeah, I want something. Some blunts.

Ew, nigga, what the fuck?

Back the fuck up.

Bro, what the fuck? That nigga's a fucking weirdo.

Who does that type of shit?

Hey, get your bitch ass up outta here

before we end up taking this old busted-ass motherfucker.

-Weird ass shit. - What the fuck was that?

That was weird as fuck.

What's happening, homie?

Where you from?

Nigga, I'm from everywhere.

Now, what I suggest is you get your young ass on somewhere

before you get hurt.

Can you believe this young-ass nigga trying to check me?

Um...

...I... I ain't going.

What you mean?

What you mean? You, you, you talked about this all junior high.

What are you saying to me, Jarvis?

I don't understand.

Uh, you know, if your father was here--

But he's not.

So...

Give me the damn letter.

-School can wait, Mama. -The hell it can.

I'm young, I can go anytime.

What's wrong with me with just helping

to pay some bills now, then just going later?

"You have been accepted."

Jarvis, you got in.

Why would you keep this from me?

You made me a promise, Jarvis.

Jarvis.

Look at me.

You need to keep your promise.

I told you if you get in, I'll find a way to pay for it.

I can go after I...

I mean, I mean, later.

You mean after I'm gone?

No, Mama, I didn't mean it like--

After all the insurance companies

done drained every last penny out of my savings?

Then what? How can I help you then?

You need the money, Mama.

How, how you gonna pay for treatments?

I'm not.

You're gonna be a brilliant bioengineer.

And you're gonna create medicine

that is gonna save millions of lives.

- -I couldn't think of any better way

to spend that money than that.

- -Hold your head up.

Sometimes life tests us.

Not to show us how weak we are,

but to show us how strong we are.

Now, you wipe them damn tears off your face...

...and you get your ass back out there and you get back to work.

And go get me some of Miss Shelly's banana pudding pie.

Look at your punk ass, all scared and shit.

You like my new shit?

This motherfucker brand new, nigga.

I'm about to put some bang in here, some 30-inch rims,

and tint this motherfucker out, bro!

You know how many bitches I'ma get?

And I'ma fuck them all back there too.

Tre, Tre, look at the time, bro.

-I mean... -Bro, fuck Mrs. Shelly.

A'ight? And, and fuck the Soul Food Kitchen too.

Oh, my God.

Man, bro, I-- I'm trying to get money

and blow up, a'ight? I ain't got all them schools

trying to recruit me to come there like you do.

- -

I gotta get it out the mud, bro.

As a matter of fact, you heard my new shit?

Oh, Jarvis. Oh, shit.

Hey, Jarvis, be real with me, bro.

My new shit was good, wasn't it?

Tre, I don't, I don't got time for your SoundCloud rap, okay?

Yeah, you know how it was, bro. Come on, now, you know that shit was eating.

- -

Welcome to Heavenly Choices, where the food's so good

it make you wanna slap Jesus.

Not Jesus.

How can I, uh...

How can I help you?

Mm...

I don't know what I want.

You know what you want?

Nah.

Shit, I'm so damn hungry.

Everything look good.

Yes, it does.

Uh, excuse!

-Nigga, our eyes are up here. -Oh, my, my bad.

I, I got something in my eye.

Yeah, a bunch of titties.

You know what, I should tell your manager

you out here molesting the customers with your eyeballs.