Jeremy, this must be what Cory the crack dealer was talking to me about after he picked my up and gave me a ride the rest of the way home this morning. He happened to be selling to Smitty, my neighbor, so he figured he'd try to expand his client base on White Avenue. He said he had just gotten the "god-drug" like that 'allspark' shit on da transformers!"
"AK-47 24 carat gold"?
That's a mouthful.
The late Patrice O'Neal said that you know you're in a bad part of town when the schwoogies selling dope don't bother using code words, but just go, "yo, I'll sell you a brick of that white stuff that you put up your nose to get high, which is called cocaine. Might sell you TWO bricks, bitch!"