What kind of dude are you?

You're a Langston Lane nigga. Yeah, you still wearing du-rags, white tees and fatigues in the summertime. You either got braids that's just making it to ya neck, dreads or you bald...no other haircut is acceptable. Them Uptown niggas ain't got nuthin' on you huh. You from Southside and yall don't play that. Don't matter where you're at, it's always about Southeast. Throw them L's up homie...be proud of living in public housing.

You're a Kennedy Street nigga. Inexplicably, you not locked up with the rest of your folks. In an ironic twist of fate, the night they went to ride on 1512, you was trying to collect money to bail your mother out for shoplifting. You don't get no love from your people now. Bammas don't even give the KDY the same respect as they did 3 years ago. You can't even step foot in a Backyard or UCB show because you know it some folks who remember your face and know you don't have backup.

You're a Sursom Cordas nigga. Haha. Where to start. Folks who tried to roll through your hood always find out the hard way. "It's only one way in the Cordas and one way out. If you come through fakin, you not making it out." You know your neighborhood is hard because Nightline did a special on it. On the low though, yall don't mess with anybody and vice versa because people know it's some severe consequences when you step with a resident of the border. Besides, Moochie Norris is from your hood.

You're a Trinidad nigga. Not the island Trinidad, Trinidad St Northeast. It's only one thing you can do with your life: Sell drugs. NE niggas have the block hot. Even your moms is grindin.' "Shid, I'm just out here tryna come up like Ray did." D.C. Jail is waiting for you my man.

You're a Seat Pleasant nigga. Even though you're in Maryland, even DC niggas show you love. Honestly, there's nothing about your hood that says you are a town in Maryland and not a section of Northeast. Hell, you really are living just as bad as any DC dude is. You rob, steal and cheat for a living. Yall don't even overcompensate the thuggery because you're in Maryland anymore.

You're a Mitchellville nigga. Here you are in your half a million dollar house, driving the used Lexus your parents lent you or the bubble you bought with the money that your parents gave you and you out here tryna hustle. No reason for that or all the faking you doing at the TCB show. You did some faking one night and Hobart had you leaving the 501 early flying down New York Ave. You a bamma liiiiiiiiiiiiiiike

You're a West Baltimore nigga. You're hood is F'ed up for real. You live in a row house with damn near all the windows boarded up. You're pops got killed a long time ago and your moms died of AIDS from introveneous drug use. Fiends are everywhere and dope boys are everywhere. You got a chip on your shoulder just like folks from Philly because people just see you as pit stops between DC and NY. Now you DESPISE people from DC or NY. Dudes from DC think you soft, but truth be told, you have it 10 times as bad as any of them. You don't have a choice but to hit the block. You never had a chance.

Now we all can laugh and joke about people, where they live, etc., it's important to remember how your circumstances shape who you are. People love to say that this is America and it is the land of opportunity, but that is a bunch of bull. Some people don't even know there is an opportunity there. In some cases there is no opportunity. We tend to de-humanize and treat people in certain situations like animals. How about we try to understand help these folks instead.