Chapter: XII: The Underdawg

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I'm In a New Orleans Prison. But If you want respect. You have to Fight You have To make somebody your Bitch. Then Niggas don't wanna fuck with you. And remember I not a Stranger when it comes to Fighting. But prison is Like preschool. I saw a man Dropped the Soap. So Then A group of Men Raping him. That scarred me. As a real Nigga. Then I had a dream. What would of happened if NASA Never declined me. My mother Will be Still a Alive. I would of have kids. A wife. But that was all in My mind.

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