2 The Beginning

Once upon a time over twenty years ago I moved to Brooklyn to an independent living home where I met Sha. I was about eighteen. I was living in Harlem working in a weed spot. Some stick up kids came to rob us. They ended up murder the dread (r.i.p rod)So I decided to leave Harlem. I interviewed and was accepted to the independent living home. This was during the height of bloods developing in New York so my best friend said we needed to make friends around here ASAP. I told her no I didn't move to make friends I really needed change and to get my life together. She wanted in. So I was able to get her an interview and she got in as well. Of course she still wanted to make friends. I at this time didn't even smoke. So I was good. Not Esha. She knew around the Corner from the inn was a what we thought was a dog pound. Home for the bloods. Nothing but red around that corner where the closest store was located. One day coming from the store she asked one of the little homies if he knew where to get some bud. He said of course told us to sit tight. He got the bud and ask to burn with us. so she rolled up. After a few moments Esha looked up and in the distance saw this tall dark ripped GOD dripped in red heading our way. I had no idea I was about to be introduced to a man who will hold a place in my heart until my casket drops…