
I was born in an area in Newark, New Jersey we all called "The Ghetto". I remember hanging out with my friends there and watching the bad people being bad and fights and gang member hang out with their clik. I remember one evening I was looking out of my 6th floor window watching this guy who was being beat down by a bunch of people who lived in project with one of those old car jack. I remember hearing the impact of the jack onto the guy's back. They then stole his car and he was left running toward the railroad track toward his area where he lived. That's one of the things that I have experienced in the area where I was born and raised, which I have lived there for about 16 years.
