When it comes down to your household/family, the streets or your homeboys or even your homegirls....what or whom do you choose? Is it even a choice in the matter whatever the matter may be? For some, fortunately this would be a "no-brainer." Then, there are some who have a totally different perspective. I don't know if the correct choice,or @ least what I consider the correct choice comes with maturity or what. However, if you would allow me a moment to elaborate on some scenarios that led me to write about this, it would be greatly appreciated...
So, for example, you may work at a dead end job that pays next to nothing all for the sake of saying you work for this man whom you have known for most of your adult life. This may be a man you look up to because he is well renowned in these streets. But, this man preys on those that want the easy way out, those he knows will not want much else besides the street cred associated with being in his sheer presence. However the case, that street cred is hardly earned due to the reputation of the alleged employer/friend/homeboy/homegirl. Preying on the weak minded does not make you a BOSS in these streets. It makes you a PUSSY bc you cannot handle/negotiate w/ a person of a sound mind. You know you need some weak people amongst you to make you feel like a KING. It's just like the group of pretty girls that want the ugly girl w/them at all times...they fear TRUE competition. You need motivation from the outside, essentially depending upon another's weaknesses in order to make yourself feel whole. Honestly, you are a Mental Bully. So, all the while you continue to put these streets first, .they have nothing to offer you except for DEATH or PRISON.
Last time I checked, when you go to prison, you learn who your true FRIENDS are. There may be some who have nothing to send you, but can accept your calls from time to time. There may be others who cannot afford to accept your calls, but can drop you a few lines every now & then. Then, there may be others who can afford to help out with your kids while you are away, or even send you a few coins ever so often. These are your true blue FRIENDS.Those that cannot offer even the slightest note or visit to your family's home to simply ask about your well-being, are not your FRIENDS. Those that hang up when you call on a 3 way, or on your own dime, afraid you are going to ask for a handout, are not your FRIENDS. These are what are considered to be FOES. Granted,you probably saw some of the signs prior to being locked away, but disregarded them in hopes that you were incorrect in your way of thinking. Guess what? You were correct all along. Your first instinct was accurate. That time when you thought that same individual had possibly stolen from you when there was a "fall guy" around, or when you thought you felt a little haterism when you were on top of your game...YOU WERE RIGHT. It was them all along...the FOES, that is.
Now your FREEDOM is what is attained once you realize the streets are just that...THE STREETS. Leave them there. Nothing in these streets can give you life, love,or loyalty. The life it presents to you is all a perception.It is momentary pleasure.Once the money is gone,so is that life, The love people show you in these streets is just while you are willing & able to provide for them exactly what they need or desire. Once the dope (as a drug dealer) is gone, your alleged LOYAL customers are 3 houses down shopping with that very dude they were swearing they were going to jump on for talking mad trash about your product and your family. That love is fictional. And, as is most love, has its own conditions. This is more of a contractual agreement. It clearly implies or states ,"If you continue to keep the dope I want, and give me credit every once in awhile, I will pretend to love you and shop w/ only you," all the while plotting to have someone break into your home while I suddenly disappear into thin air once I know you are away from your house for awhile. Not only will I plan it, however, I will come back when you return & pretend to be just as upset about the break in as you are and make a false attempt at assisting you in locating the perpetrator. Yeah, I am going all the way in. Please allow me to reintroduce myself. I am 1000%. #keepit100w/meI'llkeepit1000w/u
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