I thought these were Child "Hood" memories. Like, back when I was 5, me and the boys patrolled the nbeighborhood, and when whiney Chucky came along on his tricycle, he wit him up for the cash he owed us from last night.
Well, him and his girls put up a fight. One damn ho was hidin in a tree right behind me, fired a slingshot what got Jesse, and then it was a scuffle until I busted a cap in Chucky's ear. He was deaf for days, runnin' away from us. We took his trike for restitution and put girly to work in the red wagon district.

Ah yeah, those were fun times, they were.