Chapter 1:
I was raised in a small town called Beatrice, Al. Living in the Hood not easy, selling drugs aint either. It all changed, when my mommas pass away day ago. I started back kill niggahs and shit. Me and my niggahs at the corner making a drop. I seen the 12 coming, I jumped the fence, they caught me doee. I had to do 6 years in the slammer. 12 months go by thinking "Damnn Why Me ". 1 year go by thinking 5 more years and I'm done. I got a letter from my brother saying "Our grandma passed away ". I Thinking "WHYYYYYY MEEEEEE".
