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Duration: 23.9s

My old street gang. The Artesia Crips. See, when I came home from Chino... ...I looked for them and found it ain't just them gone... ...but the whole damn turf itself. What do you mean "gone"? Man, I'm talking not there. Ground up into little pieces. Seagulls picking all over it. Man, I thought I was tripping. Got in my car, I drove around, came back, still gone.