Chapter Twenty-One
The week dragged along. My anxiety grew the closer it got to Thursday. I woke up filled with a calmness Thursday morning. It was an unexpected calmness. I grabbed my iPod and flipped to DMX. I didn’t want to lose my heart or desire to do this deed. I wasn’t sure what I should be listening to until DMX’s X-is coming came on.
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
I thought to myself, this is exactly what I needed to hear. This is the s**t I needed to get me ready.
Who's afraid of the dark?
Responsible for the murders in the park
When I bark, they hear the boom, but you see the spark
And I see the part of your head which used to be your face
Leave you placed by nothin', for bluffin', what a wast
