What can I say? I never claim to be perfect folks! Some of this stuff I see just seems crazy. I know the U.S. Army had a slogan, “Be All You Can Be”, but I think Myspace need one, “Be Whoever You Want to Be”. Honestly, some of the stuff that I see on there from our young people is disturbing. The other day a young girl who is 23 year old had a title, “Put your face down there and eat my____”, come on folks. That is just nonsense. I have been young and have did some senseless, immature and crazy stuff but get for real. Everybody is a thug or America’s Next Top Model. Maybe it is just me or people from my area.
I just wanted to open up with the statement because I will address it during this blog. What I am talking about all goes hand and hand. My Bishop once said in his opinion we put people in heaven to fast. I disagreed because I think we but them in hell faster. I can understand what he stated though.
I have lost friends, people I knew and we were associates and family members to the streets. It is truly unfortunate and painful when you lose a love one no matter what the circumstances. I lost my uncle to the streets at an early age. It was during the 80′s and he was hustling drugs. He actually took care of my sisters and I as if we were his own. I truly miss him. He was selling weed and cocaine. He was killed by a close associate (I want to say friend but I can’t bring myself to that point) of his because of a disagreement over drugs or drugs’ prices. My uncle was shot with a 357 magnum and received several gunshot wounds to the chest. In addition, I have a close friend that I grew up with the majority of my life. It was during my time as an undergraduate and my mother was stilling living in the Projects at the time. I use to come home and visit and hangout with the fellas from time to time. To speed things up, my friend was in the streets heavy. He always had been since we were little kids. He started around about elementary school which was the time when crack invaded our neighborhood. This kid I will call Juan. Juan always looked up to the drug dealers and gangsters in the hood. Actually, Juan took some lives when he got older and was known as a gun slingger.
I am only speaking of these two individuals but I can go on for days about the young people I saw lose their lives to violence. Now back to the topic, I see on Myspace R.I.P or Free Blah Blah. Lets be for real for a moment, your peeps was a gangster. Your peeps was wiping people existence from this earth. LET NOT FREE BLAH BLAH! Please, let not do it because they were out here tripping and murking or robbing people. Let keep their a$$ in jail. I know it sound harsh and maybe some people are going to call me a sell out. I came from this same environment and it is what it is.
Young people you can’t go around thinking you can do what you want because there are repercussions. Being out here in the streets you are gambling with your life. I am not saying that I never did anything wrong that could have ended my life or have me locked away for the rest of my natural life. Only through the grace of God that I was not a victim. The saying is true, there are only two ways out. That is either dead or in jail. PERIOD! I do not care what anyone tell you, please do not believe it. The streets will not allow you just to sell your drugs in peace. In the street life there is no peace until you are locked away or dead. The young men on the Internet pretending to be thugs and gangsters are tripping, for real. I do not know any thugs and gangsters on the Internet. You do not have money like that because if you do someone else would be handling your page. You probably would be spending your time trying to continue a incoming cash flow. I just look at when you logged in and it is every day and of course we can’t see how many times you been on that day but I can only imagine. That’s not a thug or a gangster. Get outta here!
My fault I got carried away a little bit. I miss my uncle and my partner but the streets shows no love. You can’t accept the streets without willing to face what comes with it. That is just like a Fire Fighter not being expected to put out a fire. I truly hate it that my love ones were victims of the streets but I do understand that is the game you play. There are consequences to this street’s game. The consequences is your life because you will not get a free man or do over.
I do not wish death on anyone. Lets be honest again, do not paint your peeps as just a good ol’ boy. I know he was good to you but you know he was a monster on the streets. Believe me I understand your pain because I been there before. I am not saying do not love that person or he deserve to die. That is not my case but I am saying do not totally paint them as a saint. I know that person was somebody brother, father, son, uncle, nephew…etc, but the person life they took was somebody brother, father, son, uncle, nephew, cousin…etc. See just like me, I had know problems with my partners because I was on the good side of them and they were not a threat but if you was not on the good side, then you was in trouble. That is just being real. You was going to be a victim.
See young people want to be apart of something so they gravitate to anything. Sometimes that anything is the wrong thing.
“Because a mind is a terrible thing to waste.”- United Negro College Fund Slogan
