choices
you walk down the street, calling people names, you think your a bad ass because your in a gang
your a druggie and you sell dope to kids, one of those kids O.D because of what you did
do you understand some day you will have to pay? Choices you make now will determine if you see the next day. once you are in you can never get out, you threw away the key you can not choose a different route, Members get recruited when they are young by the time they are twelve they have shot their first gun. Once sucessful in getting in the pin, they may never realize how much trouble they are in. the people on the inside know how to run the joint, Not doing what your told will get you killed to prove a point, Being in a gang is not very cool its the power that comes making members feel like they rule.In the end you will die like everyone else, your own brother will turn on you and kill you with a belt, you will never have a chance at living your life because when you are out your always looking over your shoulder carrying a knife. Being in a true gang is no laughing matter, it tears families apart and makes them sadder. Think long and hard about the choices that you make, be certain its what you want because it will control your fate.
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