Ghetto lady: I told that bitch that she know she used to fight over the stuff and get drunk back in the ‘Sty, and she acts like she all better now she got a job than when she was smokin’ crack.
Ghetto queer: You told her — I know, I know.
Ghetto lady: Ain’t no difference. She ain’t better ’cause she got a job than when we was smoking crack. She just doin’ it different. I told her, and she didn’t like it.
Ghetto queer: She gettin’ it all twisted and shit. She ain’t doin’ it better if she has a job, just different. –M60 bus, 125th & Lenox