Time For A Change

Harlem

Rakim POV

My name is Rakim Mayers I grew up in Harlem, New York in a crime-infested neighborhood.

At the age of 12 I seen my dad get arrested for being one of the most wanted drug dealers in the world. We were FIFTHY rich.

No one could touch no one dared to but after my father got arrest we eventually ran out of money and was stuck with nothing. We eventually lost out home and my mom never finished highschool or even got job so she could find any work.

Ever since then my brother and I began drug dealing running our own business. We are pretty important but not as important as my dad was. Me and my brother also began to rap it was our way to express ourselves. Pretty dope huh?

My brother always wore his hair in braids and I'm currently growing out mine but plan on doing he same.

A year later my oldest brother was murdered next to out apartment. With my father and brother gone all I had left to turn to was rap. I shuffled between homes with my mother, but with my single-minded confidence I was able to survive with a few bitterness from my past. My family was poor and the only way for us to make money was for me to deal. I still remember the day I mad the biggest drop of my life and instead of going right it went left.

Something told me not to do this job but hey I did for the money we were gonna get 1 mil that day but all ended up going to an unexpected funeral.

*FLASHBACK*

"Yo you ready to dip?" My brother said

"Yea we out I ready to go make this job dawg."

Since we were I charge of the business we had to do all the killings. Me and my bro had to this guy KD that we never met nor saw in our life because rumor has it he stole from the squad so you know how that goes. POP' you dead.

We snuck into his house shot his security and went upstairs to his room. My brother told me to be on the look out while he snuck in to the room.

Rakim's Brother POV

"Put your hands up!" I told him after I shot his girlfriend

Once I got a look of him I realize it was my uncle . . . my dad's brother I immediately froze because I had not seen since my dad got locked up.

"Who are you ?" He yelled.

"Don't worry bout all that." I said

"Whatever just get what you want and get out!" He yelled

"Nah my g that's not what I'm here for. I heard you been stealing from the set and I'm hear to handle it." I said

"So what you gonna kill me . . Then do it . . . But I'm sure John wouldn't be too happy to find out his brother is dead and that his SON killed me." He said

Damn how am I suppose to kill my uncle . . . But he stole so whatever he dead. I just tell my dad one of my boys did it.

Yelling snap me out my thoughts.

"Yoooooo what are you doing in here? You taking too long kill that b!" Rakim yelled

"He's right" I said as soon as I was about to pull out my gun . . . .

Rakim POV

I heard a gun shot.

I ran into the room.

"Good job now let's go before the . . ." I looked down to see a body on the group and it wasn't KD it was . . . My brother

I immediately got mad and began to look around the house for KD but no one was in the house. I don't who KD is but he will pay for what he just did to my brother . . . But first I have to tell my mom and leave before the FEDS come asking questions

"Momma" I said in the phone crying

"Wasup son watts wrong baby?" My mom said concerned

I froze.

"Rakim Mayers what's going on!" She yelled

"Brother is dead!" I said letting out more tears

"Omg no no no no where are you? I'm coming." She said barely clear enough for me to hear

Ever since that day all I cared about was rapping because it was something me and brother cared so much for. I took it beyond serious and even mad a group with some of my friend we call ourselves the ASAP MOB .

I grew my hair and got braids in honor of my brother and I promise my self that I will never shave my head.

Me and the MOB told ourselves that one day will be very famous and have all the girls and have our own clothing lines. That's something as a group we shared fashion and ofcourse music !