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asked Biggs why did he keep me and he said
he couldn’t stand to give me up to the state. Biggs said that he
never wants any child to experience what he went through so he
chose to love me as his own. He told me who my parents were and
said he knew where my mother and father lived. I chose to keep that
chapter of my life closed and continue to give my loyalty and love
to them.
    The only thing my parents were good for is a
connection to my people back in Port- au-Prince, Haiti. My dad was
supposed to come here and set up shop which he did for a minute
until he met my mom and she got him hooked on heroin. When I first
saw my mom I knew that she was her. Even with her being skin and
bone she still was a very beautiful Latina woman. I didn’t say
anything to her because I was pissed with the fact that she threw
me away like that.
    My dad on the other hand, when I saw him I
whooped his ass and told him who I was. He took the whooping like a
man and when he was through he gave me the number to get in contact
with my grandfather. He said that I should use it because I may be
able to do the one thing he couldn’t then he walked away without
looking back. When I got home I told Biggs about it and he told me
to call. I spoke with my grandfather for a couple of hours and he
booked a flight for me to come out. Ever since that day that I went
out to see him I have been the connection between Haiti’s high
grade weed and America.
    I wanted to kill Bray myself but Legend said
that he didn’t want me to have to carry that burden with me for the
rest of my life. He is really tripping because I have at least
eight bodies under my belt already. I got my first kill when I was
in high school and have been murking niggas since then. The problem
with these niggas is that they think because I’m what they call a
pretty boy that it’s something soft about me.
    I’m five feet ten inches tall and I work out
daily. I have my hair trimmed low so that you can see my natural
curls but it’s tapered on the side. I have two golds on my bottom
fangs and I stay in all the freshest gear. They probably thought
that I hustled but all Biggs wanted me to do was go to school.
Looking at me they underestimated me because my swag stayed on one
hundred. Don’t let the pretty shit fool you though, I will get on
your ass in a heartbeat. My first body found out the hard way.
    “Yo Roe!” Demarcus said as he walked to me in
the hallway.
    It was my second day at Lincoln High school
and I wasn’t trying to get in anymore trouble. My hopes were to get
into a good college and join in on one of the families business.
All those niggas are smart so there is no way that I was going to
be left behind.
    “What’s up my nigga?” I said.
    “My nigga I told you a long time ago to stay
away from Princess,” he said.
    “First things first homeboy, I’m tryna get my
education on so now is not the time to be stepping to me about no
bitch. Secondly that hoe dick sucking skills is trash so you can
keep that thot,” I said.
    Swoosh, I felt the wind from him swinging at
me but he was too slow. His swings were a bad combination of big,
slow and soft. I blocked each of his hits and bounced around him a
few times before I threw a quick left and right jab which landed
right on his nose and chin, dropping him instantly. Pop, pop I got
hit in the back of the head. Next thing I know I am getting
attacked from all angles. I didn’t know exactly who everyone was
that jumped me but I knew it was those niggas from Dixon.
    My homeboys from BonTon saw what was
happening and did not hesitate to jump on in. It went from a one on
one fight to a big hood brawl. As I began to stomp Byron who was
laying beneath my feet, Demarcus hit me with a gun on the side of
my head. He then pointed it right between my eyes and said, “Nigga
this the last time I’m gone warn you, the next time you are
dead.”
    I looked him right in the eyes like a man and
told him to pull the trigger. I am not afraid