"Either they don't know, don't show, or don't care about what's going on in the hood."

My ex-boyfriend picking me up for our date at the "Skatin' Rank" and Wendy's

This morning, while booty popping in the mirror to the gangsta' rap Pandora station I created  mix tape I picked up from the trap, I began to reflect on my life growing up in a quiet residential district on the mean streets of Mississippi. My mama worked 2 jobs over the course of my childhood, not at the same time and my daddy was never home except after 6 and on weekends, so it's a wonder that I made it out the hood without 2 kids and 3 baby daddies.