In May I lost myself in violence. It became an outlet for my anger and frustration. It consumed us and led us down the path of destruction. During this time we picked up guns and other weapons. “We strike straight” or others shot at us! The group lost a friend on the night of one of our shootings. His brother hates us now because we were the blame for his death. We had him in a situation that took his life and for that my consciousness may never be clear. After that tragedy it took a toll on me. I for one was lost in music of sin. “We sing sin” down the streets of neighborhoods, loudly from our cars. Drinking became a problem as well “We thin gin” almost every night. Gin didn’t do me any justice the night I was arrested for a DUI. After you
