We were the menace in our areas,Standing on our own two, no matter the cost, They locked some of us in cells, But like family we stuck together, Our days are now valued and cherished, We now raise our own and fill them with promise, Our past may chase us, but that’s what keeps us real, That’s what makes us men.
This photo is dedicated to those who thought we’d amount to nothing.
Stomping grounds 21.8.2015