I would say the root of the problems in the Black community - at least the one I am from - are kids that are treated as strays that no one really wants.
All the "mistakes" that these thoughtless people make end up being desperate and broken adolescents struggling to survive in a world they never asked for.
Street gangs are essentially groups of young people with little else they can depend on, who cling to one another. And since there's no guidance they just do whatever.
Don't write me a bunch of stories about your homeboy who was rich and had both parents but still joined a gang. That's not the overall character of this phenomenon.
Again, I lived it. All the dudes who made up my crew as a teen were 80% dudes with nowhere to even go besides the flop house we all hung out at. I was one of the ones with a pretty decent home situation, but my moms was super under employed, pops was in the rear view, and we were cared for by moms parents. My grandfather let me know at a young age that my father wasn't shyt and by extension we were a stain. An embarrassment. His perfect princess was lead astray by my bum ass father and now here we are to eat up his food.
I don't think much of all that, but I am certain that I lived DOWN to his opinion of me. I've always felt pretty worthless and as such I do dumb shyt that's not good for me.
(That got heavy and dark)
So that's the issue