This is part of one man’s work to be a protector...
I can handle other men with rhetoric. And if there is a potential danger for one of us being murdered... I would join the Bloods or the Latin Kings or something.
According to my fourth best friend who is a Blood, staying safe is what gangs are for. Within the past month, he called some people to make sure a fight was fair. And when he won and the guy said they fought for nothing. And then my friend told him the other guys little brother who needed back up had broken into my friends parents apartment and hit his mom on the knee. My friend had beat up the teenage kid only a little bit apparently because he said his brother is going to beat my friend up, had gone and came back...
But I would only join a gang if dangerous people wanted to kill me...
This is a very good song about a woman’s work for a man: “A Woman’s Work”- Maxwell
