Aryan Brotherhood Saved A Brother
Green Is The Only Color
It’s midnight in my hood. I’m at my apartment anxiously awaiting my old Spindale Elementary classmate, TJ.
Once a month, he stops by to trade 3 ounces of Crystal Meth for an ounce of heroin.
Tonight will be the last I will see of him for 24 months. He violated his parole with the Feds.