Organized Chaos (The REAL reason Incognito is 2nd guessing being a G)

"I thought I was a G but that's too hard.
I just wanna play ball now!"

As I’m watching my Twitter timeline on Monday I see these cats arguing over the concept of confusion. Daniel Boone wrote, “I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks.” Robert Frost shot back, “I’m not confused. I’m just well mixed.” Then Robert Ebert summed it up with, “Your intellect may be confused, but your emotions will never lie to you.”

They must have been talking about ole dull Richie Incognito. This dun has been all over the place for the past few days bruh. In the wake of the independent investigator’s report revealing that the Miami Dolphins locker room was completely out of control. This dun tweeted Friday saying: “You could not define me in 144 years let alone 144 pages Mr. Wells. Thanks you for your hard work and dedication.” Right after that he tweets, “Goodbye Twitter. Be well. See you on the other side.”

Then on Monday this clown jumps out of the birthday cake with a green thong up his butt and apologized to Johnathon Martin on Twitter! He then goes on to apologize for acting like a baby, that it’s been a lot on his family and that he just wants to play football again.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1^st! First of all, what kind of grown man walks around calling himself Richie? Then what kind of duns allow a cat named Richie to punk them and be a leader in the locker room? Wheredeydodatat?

Where I’m from you can’t be a G on the block with a name like Richie! How does this sound bruh, “Hey man Richie just stole my bike!” or “This cat named Richie was up on 25^th punkin’ boyz out of their lunch money.” No listen to this playa, “Richie just hit a boy in the face with a block of ice on GP.”

Whoever would have gotten their bike stolen, lunch money taken and hit in the face by Richie was going to immediately get their sneakers, Kangol and jewelry taken by a dun named Albert in second period.

Now if you ran up on me and told me that Pookie, Nuk Nuk and Lil' Elbow nem was out there giving it to boyz I'd understand. But a dun named Richie? Get out of my face with that foolishness!

The fact that the cat’s name is Richie tells me everything that I need to know. He’s not a gangsta he’s a punk and the fact that he’s being an emotional wreck over whether he's gonna be a G or a ball player proves it. If he was a gangsta he’d go down with ship like he planned to early on. Now that the Well’s Report is sitting on the table those 144 pages are spittin’ more fire than he ever anticipated.

Now he’s the fool in the interrogation room that came in actin’ like a tough guy, now he’s crying and asking for Big Momma to hold his hand. If you’re gonna be a G then be a G playboy! Don’t fold the tent up now bruh. He walked into the joint talking crazy and spittin’ at boyz like Tupac. Now he’s curled up in the floor sucking his thumb like Tiny Tim.

All he had to do in the first place was admit to being an idiot, apologize on day one, go to anger management classes and boyz would be past it by now. Sure, the Well’s Report would be sittin’ on the table but he’s already cleaned his image up at this point. Sounds that like that dun refused to talk to Olivia Pope when she called two months ago. Now he’s looking for her number and that joints been disconnected.

Let me put it where the goats can get it young bloods. Moral of the story, don’t be an idiot! However, if you do decided to be one anyway, apologize as soon as you get caught up. It’s easier when all of the facts come out. Why? Because it’s easier to avoid all of the organized chaos! Stop me when I start lyin’!

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