janet jackson and bikes and guns

I was in a big city. I was walking on the sidewalk, with a huge group of people. Janet Jackson was there, talking about how she had to get to a meeting of her foundation - that she had to give away a million dollars a day because she had so much money.
Then I was riding a bike, but it was a really big bike, and the seat was way up high. I was riding with a group of people. Each time we came to a red light, we would all stop, and then pedestrians would cross the street, dancing. I was smiling as I watched them.
Our bike gang came to an abandonned warehouse, where we had some sort of mission. We met up with a latino gang, and tricked them somehow. Most of the people i was with escaped, but I was left behind. I had to pretend not to know that the people I was with were going to escape. But the gang members knew I had been in on the plan. I picked up a gun that was on the ground, and proceeded to dodge bullets from the latino guys- matrix style (I could see the bullets whizzing past me in slow motion). I finally got up the courage to use the gun I had found, but when I pulled the trigger, only water came out. A guy with long stringy hair who was missing a few teeth was shooting at me from within a wooden box.