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I was walking plastic. I was just going to haul. The culture around me where they find the best. Where they find the most love compartment. In my driveway, I broke a tear light. With a dime bag. They shame me. No, they didn't take me downtown. Do they know who you were? Of course they did. It's a small city. It's almost a city of 30,000 people. They put me in the bag. And what happened after that? We, my roommate, God bless his soul,. It was like, Clay, you're messing up everything. You're future. That game hurt my, it still hurts my heart for this day