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Well, guess what it made me? From the minute my uncles taught me how to throw a punch when I was 11 years old, I was out on the streets swinging for the fences. It either makes you soft or it makes you into a maniac. Seriously, in the second grade I remember hearing, “Hey, get this spic outta here.” When I was in the Irish part of the neighborhood it was, “Hey, what’s up spic.” And when I was in the Puerto Rican part of the neighborhood it was some other nonsense. I was half Irish, half Puerto Rican, so I was getting it from all sides. The only thing that saved me from jail was the fact that I was so young. They’re trying to teach us the New Testament and I’m trying to German suplex a motherf*cker into the chalkboard. I’m smacking the dude with books, folders, everything. And we were in religion class, as a matter of fact. Right in the middle of class - papers flying everywhere, teachers screaming, kids jumping up on the desks. Dude drops his books and charges into the room and straight up bull rushes me. Now, this is Yonkers, so we’re not meeting outside in the parking lot after lunch or whatever.
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I’m full of testosterone, piss and vinegar, so I pop right up out of my chair like, “What’s up?” The next day, I’m sitting in class and I see the dude walking in the hallway. I literally couldn’t even tell you what it was about.
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When I was in the 10th grade, I got into a beef with this kid over some stupid neighborhood bullshit. I’ve been out of my mind since before I can remember. For most of my life, I thought I was crazy.