Allergic to Being Broke: A Journey Through the South Side of Fla

I’m allergic to being broke, man. I used to be broke, man. Every time I even think about being broke, I sneeze. I thought about it just right there from the south side of Fla. Been through Dayton, Broward. Musty ass kush on me, smelling like a golden shower. Everybody like, that’s a sus line. How you know what a golden shower smell like? And I’m like, nigga, everybody gotta pee, dumbass. If you ain’t drinking enough water, your shit comes out smelling like old red and baka, like, you know what I’m saying? Shit goes crazy, you know