That was my problem I was a rider chick long as you rolling. Dont get me wrong I’m book smart first but most of all the streets is what I knew. Growing up in Richmond Southside I knew at a young age what it meant to be from a certain part of town. The older I got the people where I’m from made it more clear you have to know where you from and where you are going. I was introduced to what life was really becoming once my childhood friend Terrance got killed. he was our neighbor lived downstairs in the apartment building we all lived in. My best friend Mercedes lived across the hall from me. All the parents knew each other it was just a happy home everything was perfect. My cousin Jeff lived with us while my uncle was locked up I remember Running in the house once the street lights came on or if my mom was pulling up from work in her black Acura with bright blue lights. We knew when she was coming and getting caught outside was not never an option. Punishment and beatings was my mom method of discipline and that’s the last thing we wanted.

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