there was a –fag in a bag, named ray (found out from a uc, liked to smoke Sherm sticks... one time when I was hanging out working something) while I had been in jail for a few months, started trying to push a little crack and some og (smoker) was punking him because he was a mark. (he had a kindof hot sister and cousin... and brothers used to all like to hang out and smoke weed) a couple little homies would go over to smoke and hang, i guess decided to help him keep it real... came up w/ a plan to have the guy come through; ambuscade -they'd jump out, ray shooting. thing was, the guy talked his little brother into dropping him off on his way to school; just some cool kid trying to get his life together, on his way to community college... well, ray jumped out and shot him up instead. ray was only 14 yrs old and i guess some fed might of thought they could make a better use of him...

I'm about 100% his older brother Richie might've tried to set me up a few years before. called me one night around X-mas time, about 11 o'clock, saying, ½, ½... i was laying down, looped out. when I came out, some shady narco fool popped up like we were best friends yelling, what's up! you got the work! “You got the work!”