Hey Zeke, I would knock you the fuck out. Don't play with me. Or you put your hands up and I'll put up my nine. I will blow holes in your hands, ha ha. But how about my friend that was killed at gun point for a necklace just this last week. I never shot anyone for no reason, or ever been a violent person. Never robbed anyone. But I would blow your head off if you tried to touch mine. I think we all need guns. To protect ourselves from people like the one that killed my boy. And Zeke, I'm sorry, but people that talk like you. Usually never went through shit in their life. And I am sorry, but I have seen many men younger then myself dead already. Then I wonder why I have made it this long. MY GUN AND THEN LEAVING THE HOOD. WHERE YOU CAN'T PUT DOWN YOUR GUN. Holla. (BTW, I'll always keep my gun)