THUG LIFE
people want to be thugs but thats not what they are. they are people who gave up on there dreams and no longer reach for the stars. they are the menatlly broken who cant talk about how they feel, so they turn to the street lives and try to prove themselves that they are still real. they throw up there signs like it will get them somewhere in life but when they enter the real gang life they realize it was an exagrated hype. they spend bithdays in the cycle of jail reflecting on the bloodshed that has been spilt. and then the entire cycle repeats itself again and again.
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