Criminal minded

I got a story to tell

(Princeton pov )

Allow me to introduce myself . My name if Jacob Perze and I got a story to tell . I want to take you on a journey through a decade that changed everybody's life . This is not just My story. It's the story of my whole crew's rise to prominence. And the way in which we managed to fuck it all up .

The journey I'm about to share with you begins in the place I called home most of my life: Staten Island , New York , aka shaolin . Call it what you want but it became the setting for some of the most traumatic experiences in our young lives .

I guess you could say it all started in summer of 2012 , We learned some hard lessons that summer and realized that life can sometimes reveal painful truths. Even though we were only high school students at the time we all lost a big ass piece of out childhood innocence that summer

THIS IS OUR STORY

With summer approaching in 2012 , I was sixteen years old and a junior at port Richmond high school . Fashion was a BIG deal to us back then for the first time, we were beginning to see all the new fashion trends on television . Me wearing platform like a dame fool but like I said fashion was a big thing back in the day . But anyway some of us wore out heritage proudly with African pendants in green, black , and red . Some of us rocked sweats with Air Force ones . No.1 playa at that time. That year out schools football team, the raiders , was one of the best on Staten Island . Our only real competition was McKee high school's seagulls . But our team was nice . Of course our quarterback ( Chresanto August ) was a show off

One of my best friends at the moment .. His stupid ass 😂😂 I miss him tho I really do he was the life of the party every where we went . We even shared a few hoes back then okay back to the story any what . School pep rallies and victory parties were constant , and we were all happy and. Carefree . But , by the time the weather got warm that year me and most of my peers were already on collision course with fate .I was a mischievous child . Always in some shit . Hangin' out on the block at all hours of the night , somkin' weed , drinking , getting my dick sucked by the thotties from around the way . You name it I was doing it . Back then , not too many girls out age would listen to their mothers when they told them to keep their legs closed . Girls were sexually free . So duds like myself had spent much of the school year cutting out and finger popping thots as often as possible . It wasn't difficult at all the walk right pass the security guards in the school's lobby at 10:00 A.M on any given school day without so much as a glance in our direction nobody gave a fuck . So every body failed ( expect me ) okay I known what y'all thinking ,just because i did drugs and shit like that why didn't I fail school ? Well that was the shit I did when I was with my no excuse of a man that I called my father but when I was with my momma , man she would beat the shit out of me if I didn't pass school any way . So everybody failed something . Summer school or night school became necessary, and for the first time, different neighborhoods clashed in the city's steamiest seasons . Keep in mind we were young niggas learning the ropes of the block and watching hustlers get paid . Whatever that hustle was .. Crack , rappin' , weed , pimpin' .... WHATEVER! Young black males were getting money . I'm Mexican so it was kind of hard or get used to the niggas around me . A few bought into the American dream , got good and part time jobs . But most ? Well , most of them were like me . Young , Unafraid of anything , and determined to get that paper . You just had to do what you had to do . To get what you wanted . Well let me take way back when it all happen

A/n: good so far ? 😄👍 yes , no , maybe