To all those who stand tall through it all! This one for yall. In life there's a start and finish to everything, but what counts the most are the things one does while going through it, such as having morals and principles that detour even the thought of indulging in activities that put your beliefs at question. I'm a firm believer in the Game God and the rules and codes of the "jungle" we call the streets, and when one violates the Laws of the Game, there will be various forms of consequences and repercussions. Times have changed true indeed, but what hasn't changed is the definition and understanding of what defines a man, a stand up man at that. There once was a time when men carried their own weight, no matter what threats or tactics law enforcement used on them; but due to all the real thoroughbred soldiers and their lengthy prison bits, the younger generation haven't been receiving the guidance and discipline us true soldiers had to endure. So in turn, many are bred to be something all real men despise-rats and snitches. With all this being said, the Game hasn't changed, it's the individual who's playing that has changed, along with the help from the government who is guiding and molding them to their specifications to be less than the strong men they're meant to be. They're not only the worst of the worst, they're lost! So to all the real "G's" who refuse to bend or fold, my hats off to you because believe it when I tell you- we're the last of a dying breed.