My middle daughter asked about a scar on my shoulder, I told her that was where I was grazed by a bullet, never went into detail about it. I can't see how the details about the events leading up to me running through niggas back yards off Warren ave and I96 with hot ones whizzin by could ever seem like "fun" to anyone.

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"Where was the peace when we were getting shot? Where's the peace when we were getting laid out?
Where is the peace when we are in the back of ambulances? Where is the peace then?
They don't want to call for peace then.