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ChiefWalksWith40oz · 26-30
Probably a mix of both. I honestly think I'm usually nicer than my friends are. Like growing up, there were plenty of times I had to be the one to stop certain things from happening.
For [one random] example, I remember once when a weed dealer kept giving my homies a hard time. So my homies decided to rob him. I didn't know it was gonna be a robbery until we got to the dealers house so once I found out I told them all it wasn't even worth it. We ended up leaving.
Truth is that the dealer was somebody I was close friends with back in 5th & 6th grade. I used to hang out with him at his grandma's all the time. I stopped the robbery from happening because I had a different kind of understanding than my friends did.
They were kinda mad at first like, "fuck that, he deserves it" but I just had to tell 'em "I know his family.. I know how he grew up.. he doesn't have much in his life & I don't think it's right to take away the little bit he has. He's probably gonna end up homeless soon anyway... We should just leave him alone".
Less than a year later he actually did end up homeless. I felt bad he ended up that way but I felt glad that I didn't let my homies rob him that one night. Something told me that night that it would've pushed him to that edge a lot sooner.
I can think of all kinds of moments like that... I did a lot of reckless shit but I prevented a lot of shit too. I used to think I was too nice but it eventually led all the homies to respect my opinion & actually listen when I warn about something.
For [one random] example, I remember once when a weed dealer kept giving my homies a hard time. So my homies decided to rob him. I didn't know it was gonna be a robbery until we got to the dealers house so once I found out I told them all it wasn't even worth it. We ended up leaving.
Truth is that the dealer was somebody I was close friends with back in 5th & 6th grade. I used to hang out with him at his grandma's all the time. I stopped the robbery from happening because I had a different kind of understanding than my friends did.
They were kinda mad at first like, "fuck that, he deserves it" but I just had to tell 'em "I know his family.. I know how he grew up.. he doesn't have much in his life & I don't think it's right to take away the little bit he has. He's probably gonna end up homeless soon anyway... We should just leave him alone".
Less than a year later he actually did end up homeless. I felt bad he ended up that way but I felt glad that I didn't let my homies rob him that one night. Something told me that night that it would've pushed him to that edge a lot sooner.
I can think of all kinds of moments like that... I did a lot of reckless shit but I prevented a lot of shit too. I used to think I was too nice but it eventually led all the homies to respect my opinion & actually listen when I warn about something.
