It was day 2 of what would be a three-day event held at the Toyota Park Bridgeview. My friends Brandon, James, Marco and Eric and I decided to go to the second day of Freaky Deaky. As the frigid weather of October scolded our defenseless pale faces, we began walking impatiently at a pressing pace toward the arena. I can hear a hum of instrumental sound as it planned to form the inside of the arena, which I believed was very deafening my ear already. Every bit we got closer and closer, we all looked at each other, and a trapped excitement burst out of our physical structure, inducing us to clutch our tickets tightly as if they took the final component to the cure of malignant neoplastic disease. I attended a couple of security guards providing…show more content… The back of the crowd seemed more relaxed more room to breathe, although I did smell the stench of weed, I can assure you are no skunk is going to show up on that freezing night(because weed and skunk smell the sam thing). A pair of guys approached us and asked, "If we wanted some weed or wanted to roll some" at first at I declined. They were not the last people to ask me this question, here and there someone would bump into me and ask me if I was selling other would ask, again, “if wanted to roll some.” “Rolling" by the way is when you take "Molly" aka MDMA the main ingredient in Ecstasy. At this stage, I determined to purchase one just to see, mind you I have found out what Molly is and what not, but I have never understood what “Molly” looked similar. It costed me a large 20 bucks for a “drop”; drop being a single pill. To be fair, I do not know why, but I imagined it would look pretty, but then again it is a drug. On the outside, it looked like Amoxil, something that my mother used to give me when I had severe fever back in my native country just without the red and yellow colors but dull white. On the inside, it seemed like not evenly crushed brown crystals. Subsequently getting a photo of it, I decided to throw it away, throughout the concert I did pick up a smattering of people buying it. I got close in touch with these two guys who…show more content… However, as heavily influenced as they are, they appear to forget why some black folks were doing trap initially. Instead, today's trap DJs just took a giant leap into the glamorous lifestyle that only represent a lucky few Black men acquired over the years. I just wish youth today to understand trap was never intended to be about making, selling drugs and hitting people, but instead it was signified to be carried into that lifestyle with no option and trying to survive or die
