Young M.A Car Confessions
I didn't kill him, but I certainly wanted him dead. He shouldn't have touched my family. That was the unspoken deal between our gangs. No matter what the beef, regardless of the hatred between us, families were sacred and not to be approached, harassed or assaulted, physically or verbally. He broke that deal by beating my younger brother into unconsciousness on Saturday. Now I had to fight this asshole the next day, on a Sunday so beautiful Satan himself would've kissed God and signed a peace treaty. He had to die. It was the Warrior Path, the way we did things.
Young M.A Car Confessions
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