I regret my sins, most of all I regret you ❤️
December 13, 2018
Monea and Mashawn was out shopping for a surprise party for Ms. Liyah and I sat in the dark smoking.
Since the shooting I haven't been smoking that much, which is weird. The streets was mad quiet lately which is a good thing for me, in the beginning of the year I'm finally letting this life go.
It wasn't made for me and yet I still entertain it, Mauri finally let me see that when she did that speech the other day.
Surprisingly I haven't got that much backlash for killing Shaud. His brother actually died after he found out, shit tuff for the south side.
I laid my head back, enjoying the high that was beginning to come.
There was a knock on my door, I grew annoyed because I started to feel my shit.
I placed my blunt in a ashtray and got up to get the door.
"What the fuck- wassup?" I was about to cuss out whoever this was out the door but it was just my father.
"Can I come in please." He asked looking a bit happy
I nodded and opened the door wider, he walked into the house and sat down on the couch.
I picked my blunt up, "Don't worry I'm not quitting until January." Knowing he was probably worrying about his connects
He shook his head no, "No son, I want you to get out now. Be the person ya sister always wanted us to be. You wanna start a business do that, I'll invest you in and you know that. This life ain't for you Mashawn and I ain't name you Skepta for no reason." He crossed his leg over the other.
I nodded honestly agreeing, I would've been gave this shit up but I didn't know if I had anything to fall back on. I see things clearly now.
"Wait why did you name me that? I understand where it comes from and there's different meanings to the word." All my life I wanted to know this, I never got around to asking
"Skepta is the first part of Skeptical, and I felt like the energy you were gonna grow up to have wasn't gonna be skeptical at all, just straight forward." He showed off his bottom sliver grills.
"And y'all named Mauri Sonyè because?" Sonyè was always the weirdest name I ever heard, it reminds me of the nickname Kanye West has and the son of something or the sun
"Now Mauri that was all ya crazy ass grandma fought. Son, represents light or warmth, the yè is another word for fighter in ya grandma's eyes." He laughed
No wonder she likes yellow so much, so why in the fuck it's Son instead of Sun. I laughed in my head
"Mimi, can you come get the rest of the stuff and oh hey. What you doing here?" Mauri came in holding a few bags.
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The Life of "BLACK PEOPLE"
FanfictionTHIS BOOK IS ABOUT THE THINGS WE GO THROUGH AS STRONG BLACK PEOPLE & ABOUT THE SHIT WE GOTTA GO THROUGH TODAY ONLY BECAUSE OF OUR COLOR Enjoy 🖤 Expected date to drop: February 3, 2019