Drive-By Arguments

Today, as I walked through the woods behind Young Patriots Park on my way home. I noticed kids tryna get the worst out of me, driving by and yelling things out of their window. Maybe, because their homo's,tryna show off, or just tryna fight. I HATE IT, stop it...for real. You people who do it, are old enough to drive, smoke, or possibly drink. Punk motherfucks, now Im probably anywere to 4-7 years younger then you,depending on YOUR age. And I rule with an Iron Fist, which is a metaphor meaning I got my brass knucks, and I wont hesitate to swing on your ass if you got the balls to get out. Has it ever happened to you? Walking to some destination, and someone drives by talking helly shyt. Doesnt it aggitate the hell outta you? But, if your like me or my friends you yell and talk shyt back in hopes they got things between their legs called Balls, so they can actually do what they sayd. But the title of my blog is called Drive-By Arguments, thats what I call those. People who Drive-By, and try to Argue. Hence: Drive-By Arguments. If you read this, and enjoyed my own damn argument against people who are faggots and drive by who think their the shyt. Leave me something on this, please. So I know I have some people who understand me.