Cause money ain't a thing if I got it I won't spend
 All I got is my Pros, I don't need no friends 
Feel like this glory road is coming to an end
 The only soul that won't sin
 No he won't give in
 Yo this world is bone chillin'. **THIS IS NOT A SEQUEL TO NO.99**

Even when it gets to be too much, don't jump.

Jo-Vaughn Scott ( Joey Bada$$ ) , underground rapper in Flatbush Brooklyn, and Zella Sharp have been bestfriends since they can remember. Joey has been looking out for Zella since they were jits. When certain events trigger unknown feelings, will they be able to handle the transition from friends to something more serious? Or will their friendship fade to dust

Joey Bada$$ and Pro Era are one of the hottest independent rap group in the world. They're running around dominating the game, than one girl walked into their life, or should I say fell.

| It only took one summer for me to know about the Knights in Brooklyn |

2015©| I never really got to know "Joey". But I got to know Jo-Vaughn very well. I got to know the prodies too but my heart was completely set on Jo-Vaughn. You could say I was head over heels but always hid it while around him and the prodies. I always kept my hopes up because I was only 3 years younger than him. I listened to their cyphers without them knowing because one of them would shoo me away and the whole group would go along with it to shut him up. They were talented...very talented. In 10th grade I was alone so I began to drown myself in clothes. Although Joey graduated he was still up there everyday as if he was held back but we didn't talk much....not at all really. I became closed up and boxed in focusing strictly on fashion and school. The people that knew me were ghost that I looked right through. They acted as if I was a alien and they were the last humans on earth. I soon got use to it and cut them off just as they did me. My hopes that maybe me and Joey would be a thing was gone.

Power and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance - Hannah Arendt