Dear #NewOrleans being away from u for so long made me understanding tha weirdness of tha city I was born & raised in.... It made me understand tha culture of you.. but at times fear it..You made me have something to be proud to come from and at tha sometimes sad.....Tha tears of tha victim to your dark grimly nights.....From tha sweat from tha heat of you constantly breathing down tha neck of tha people who made you what you are...Tha smiles that your people still provide you is amazing....Da #secondline movement of no matter what you bring to us we will survive....Tha culture of courage Tha heart of fearless, Tha faith that no man will ever break...To tha concrete that bleed tha blood of its falling victims when it rains.....To tha #celebrations that lyfe goes on...Tha soul of your people food is what makes it hard to create else where....As a kid growing up there it was #Babylon shoot out in my junior high school was at least three times a week no lie....Tha #death of friends came constantly....Tha game of name that gun could be played daily....Child Hood game when from playing (it, hump tie head and hide and go see) To wanna learn how to drive in a stolen car....selling joints at junior and high schools dances and etc....A football became away to sell dope Tha basketball corner became tha set....It was a #lyfestyle you love to hate it.... So to come back after being away for 15 teen year made me realize why I'm able to survive tha way I do cause I got it from you thank you....
