This was the type of rough crew I ran with and the first time I really stayed or lived in a hood was when I visited my relatives after already living in Cali for years.it was a truly shocking and incredible experience for me that made me for the first time stand upto myself and have some pride, confidence, etc. when I came back:


I don't even think white hoods like this. Exist in all of America. They were literally having wars with rival groups coming in looking for people every few days. No cops ever came. People were going at it with bootles, knives, being stomped, etc.the guy sleju above beat another guy named king so bad neighbors had to come out at night or else he would have killed him. He was pounding the top of his head into cement. No cops ever came. People were literally afraid of walking by him and looked away while he told me "that ain't my friend" when I jokingly told him "hey isnt that the old man you beat upthe other day Ive been hearing about?" Again, no cops ever no matter what happened.