Twas in London the other week and to my surprise I saw my boy KP. So, obviously I holla'd at a nig.
I assumed he didnt hear me, so I holla'd again and again, but he kept blanking me.
So I am thinking son of a bitch who do you think you are?
So when in London, I always wear my hat and trousers low and put on a screw face. Because I'm middle class and dont wanna get shanked by suma da man dem.
So I walk up " Marma man! What you think you're to good to speak to me now? "
And hes looking at me like who the fuck are you.
So, I him push him and call him a bitch. He murmers something, and I'm like 'you what cuzzy?'
Take a swing...and trust if it connected, I'd be going down for GHB, turns out KP got my fist mid -swing, twisted it behind my back.
He got me vexed and I was like Keelan, you're fucking dead...well if he lets me out.
Turns out it I was boying up Bear Grylls.
I'm confused! Which is Keelan Philips and which is Bear Grylls?