I had this weird dream a few weeks ago cause I was reading about traffic court. Everyone is waiting for a trial to begin, and some legal procedure plays out, and then the bailiff calls out: "Will the court now recognize: Thug Love". So this white boy gangster comes in and he's clearly trying to make a statement with his sagging jeans and loud words on t-shirt and for whatever reason I'm sitting in the back of the courthouse and I'm cracking up into my sleeve.
WILL the court recognize Thug Love? Is society really ready for Thug Love?
Life out on the street is ROUGH, but what is life, without love? Even Thugs need love.
Sometimes two thugs lock eyes and it isn't the start of a brawl - it's the start to so much more.