Home
A home.
A home in a place where sirens are heard from a mile away.
Cops on each corner.
Gagbangers and potheads roaming.
A home on the streets of South Central.
A home with a family.
A family that's trapped.
Trapped in the grasp of a father.
A father unwilling to change.
A father unwilling to leave this place.
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