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As I drove to my destination, I thought back on my life and smiled at how far I have come; from a knuckleheaded kid trying to navigate my way through the Grimy 90's, to a multimillionaire. Sure I've hit a few stumbles along the way, including a short stint in prison for beating the fuck out of this dude who decided it was a good idea to spit in my face... he ended up in a coma but it wasn't all bad. I was a damn good businessman, a damn nigga who always gave back to my community, and most importantly I was a damn good father. Russell and Samson were my world, and from the second they were born they were always with me; I lost a lot of friends during my teenage years because while they were out partying, my idea of fun was sitting at home and watching my boys grown up... but look at them now, one dude I used to chill with was just offering to sell me some shoe cleaner in the middle of the mall (not that there's anything wrong with that) but we took two different paths and mine just so happened to lead me to millions. Maybe that's why I was drawn to Diante... I mean even more drawn to him, when he was my cellmate he was my bitch, but since reconnecting with him I saw a lot of my younger self..... deep, deep, deep, down.

"Sup Pops?" My oldest Russell said as soon as he picked up the phone, I was right outside my destination but I had to check on my oldest son first.

"Shyt.... how's school going?" I asked and I couldn't help but feel proud because that nigga was smart as fuck, I don't know where he got his intelligence from because it sure as hell wasn't me and it damn sure wasn't his chickenhead ass mama.

"I'm actually on my way to one of my lessons right now, but it's still kinda early so I can talk. How's Sammy doing?" Russ asked and I wanted to tell him about whatever was going on between Samson, Jaire, and Niño but it wasn't my place and I felt like that was a conversation they should have as brothers.

"You know how your brother is.... that dude is sheltered but learning, he's not like you which is a good and a bad thing." I said laughing.

"Come on Pops you know I stay outta trouble.... and yet trouble always seems to find me. You still coming up here right?" Russ asked and I wanted to say no and surprise him but last time I did that shyt, I walked in on something that was too freaky even for me.

"Yeah I'm still coming, I should be there tomorrow I gotta make sure you haven't joined no damn fraternity." I said and I was adamantly against fraternities aka cults.

"Come on Pops you know me better than that.... although I have taken a couple of them, niggas, down, hell even a few were willing to renounce their letters for me." Russ said laughing. "But I'm not trying to be tied down, ayy Pops I'll talk to you a little bit later, Professor Bush is calling." Russ said hanging up without saying 'bye' 'I love you' 'I need money' nothing, as soon as Professor Bush calls it's fuck dad. I tried not to get jealous but Russ idolized 'Professor Bush' and I wanted to know why, but I'll find out soon enough. I got out of my car and walked up to the door which was unlocked, a good sign.

"I guess me telling your punk ass that I didn't want you to come over doesn't mean shyt to you." Diante said sitting on his couch and playing Playstation. He did all that talking and yet he couldn't hide the fact that his ears had turned bright red, something that happens whenever he got horny.

"Diante, if you didn't want me here the door would've been locked beside you should fell honored... I don't come to visit everybody and yet I craved time out of my busy schedule just to come see you. Don't act like you're not happy to see me, actually, I'm surprised you aren't on your knees with my dick in your mouth already." I said smiling.

"Why are you here Big Russ?" Diante asked and I couldn't help but laugh, he was the only person besides my immediate family who called me Big Russ.

"I came to chill.... smoke... drink.... possibly convince you to go see your kid." I said looking at him and Diante tensed up, but not in an angry way, I knew when he was angry just as well as I knew when he was horny... nah Diante was scared. "Come on man, this is one of the most crucial times to be around your kid, he was just born a couple of months ago and all he's going to know is your brother and their dudes, you'll be a stranger to him and he's going to grow up thinking that Duron is his dad.... is that what you want?" I asked looking at him.

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