6- Good Kid, Mad City.
This story Is about the days of my youth, growing up in Steubenville, OH. I recount experiences in which I went through an incredibly rebellious phase and did some things that wouldn't be considered, "ethical". One time in particular, i help spend money that my friend stole from a famous rapper. Check it out.
I hope this story doesn't come off braggadocios, its certainly not my intention. If anything it's sad. It's to illustrate the image of someone whom, nowadays, might be considered "upright". And the juxtaposition of who i was for the first half of my life. Statistically, I should definitely be at least in jail by now.
A story of how i feel I escaped the MINDSET plantation.