Chapters From Change The Game

“I was writing again, putting my energy into completing my first book, A Drug Dealer’s Dream…”

“The streets may have built our armor, but they don’t define our future…”

“Crack turned neighbors into shadows of their former selves—hollow-eyed, desperate, and unrecognizable…”

“The lyrics replayed in my head as I struggled with my next move. I wanted out, but the streets were the only escape I knew…”

“The ghosts of the streets I tried to escape still lingered…”

“Parole wasn’t just a condition—it was a leash, constantly pulling me back into a cycle I wanted to break free from.”