I did what i had to do as a 22 year old college dropout/ Piru associate living in a Grape street zone I had a job too but i was still banging homies was dying i got locked up in the county for a few months inadvertantly it cleared up my warrants and allowed me to have the option to go to the army...i never wanted to fight a white mans war i was raised with knowledge of self but even as a young God i realized that in this situation as an actual warrior it came down to the notion "If you cant beat them, join them" and gain skills infiltrate and learn the system from the inside out....Death at that time was lurking around every corner in Newark New Jersey death was infact so close that i romanticized the thought and i would have rather been buried with an american flag drapped over my coffin than like my good late friends only 4 lines in the news paper and a bottle and sad homies telling my mama im dead....I made my mama proud Rest her soul ...and i continue to grow and be a excellent example of what a man is to my sons and everyone i come in contact with.

to my military brehs and brehettes
as well as my brehs and brehettes in gangs and in the streets fighting americas secret wars
