Pimp Or Preach? The question of the day that kept
running constantly through his mind, the conversation that somehow made it’s
way into the mouths of many. His name, aka Pay-Roll; because of his looks most people
called him Pretty Boy; His destiny, Pimp or Preach. Question of despair floating in the air, possibly landing Anywhere.
He was 7 years old when he started his journey to someday become one of the greatest the world has ever known without even knowing it himself. He loved church but for some reason trouble seemed to always find him there. Not because church was bad, he just had a hard time adjusting. There was a brotherhood organization for youngsters like him called the Brotherhood. It consisted of 10 little guys and 2 head leaders. For the most part they were very cool. It was like a mentoring program. He didn’t realize that at the time but figured it out later on. They had this incredible handshake that he thought was very awesome because it looked cool. Every time they would meet up they would do the cool handshake and Payroll was really feeling that. Not just because it was smooth but it made him feel like he belonged to something. It gave him a sense of well being.
(TO BE CONTINUED DAILY)
He was 7 years old when he started his journey to someday become one of the greatest the world has ever known without even knowing it himself. He loved church but for some reason trouble seemed to always find him there. Not because church was bad, he just had a hard time adjusting. There was a brotherhood organization for youngsters like him called the Brotherhood. It consisted of 10 little guys and 2 head leaders. For the most part they were very cool. It was like a mentoring program. He didn’t realize that at the time but figured it out later on. They had this incredible handshake that he thought was very awesome because it looked cool. Every time they would meet up they would do the cool handshake and Payroll was really feeling that. Not just because it was smooth but it made him feel like he belonged to something. It gave him a sense of well being.
(TO BE CONTINUED DAILY)
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