Yours Truly

Part 2 Of Entry 1

Anyways back to what I was saying.  Later on that night it was time to receive the package. I met up with Tas at the stop sign , and we made our way to the trap. On the way there I'll tell you more about Tas and I. We met in second grade. We met when I was in second grade . He's always been my bestfriend ,  but we're completely opposite. One time I was getting jumped by some 6th graders because I didn't want to join the gang Crips. He came out of nowhere knocking everyone out. We both ended up in the office , and every since then we've been close. Him being two years older than me didn't put a strain in out friendship at all. Tas introduced me to the game. See he's more of a hot head , and see I'm more laid back. He said," Jay you to nice foo'. You letting young niggas and old heads run over you." "Nigga just because I'm not ready to put hot lead into someone over petty stuff! I don't wanna be on top just to kill. I don't wanna be on top period! It's just not me. I joined the game to make paper. Paper is essential to my task." I say trying to talk like I know what I'm talking about. "Nigga," he pauses to laugh ," Do you even know what you're talking about?" We just busted out laughing. That same night he gave me my street name. "Jay you're too nice. Yo' street name is Puss-" "Nigga stop playing!" I say while cutting him off. He starts laughing saying ," My fault... My fault! Hmmm... Sincere?" Then it started clicking in my mind. "Yeah I fucks with that!" That was about a year ago , but we was just kidding around. Well I was see at that time Tas was already dealing , I was just a look out. But tonight... Tonight would change my life. I thought "this isn't Jay walking through this door. This was a nigga named Sincere. A ruthless young drug dealer trying to get his paper... By any means...