Years ago my boy told me a story of him getting jumped in Barry Farms because he was from somewhere else but living there with his sis, so that made him join the Air Force to get the fukk outta there.
I remember about 7 years back, being in S.E almost at the wrong time, almost got hurt. Was waiting on this girl in the Navy to come pick me up to take me on base. Over on Martin Luther I believe by the Popeyes. Saw the whole neighborhood out

and parked on the wrong street, about a block away, where she was suppose to scoop me. After about 5mins idling, saw a young kid pull up across from me on his bike...but he went no further.

He looked at me

, then pulled out a phone and made a call. Me having VA plates surely made me stick out
Saw in the side mirrors people creeping up

I probably pulled off doing 120mph

. Driving around in circles trying to get out.

Still made it to the base that night though.