shyt makes me sick. One of my boys is in the joint for trafikking cocaine and he grew up in 3 story house bigger way bigger than the one I grew up in and had a step father who loved him like he was his biological.
That reminds me of one my homeboys, had 2 good parents, dad worked two jobs mom was a RN, had a big 2 story house in Hidden Hills subdivision in Stome mountain (hidden hills was nice in the late 90s), and he was robbing folks. Got shot in the face robbing a Subway and sent to jail at 17. Got out at 30 and went right back in.