HAKEEM CURRY
During the winter of 1976, in Newark New Jersey, a man child was born by the name of Hakeem Curry. This young man would find himself slowly becoming a true product of his environment. An environment where cash ruled everything around him. Raised under the guise of Islam, I found myself seeing the hypocrisy in everything except having money. I once believed that money and what it could do was the one truth that I could depend on when all else failed i.e, love, friendship and loyalty. Therefore I strived to maintain it. Yet others would use this as their means to have me convicted of Conspiracy distribute Cocaine and Heroine equating to two life sentences and sixty years. Over the past 11 years I realized that “man makes the money yet money can’t make a man.” I’m surrounded by guys who have accumulated allot of money engaging in everything under the sun, yet most of these men are not men amongst men. I find myself constantly counsel younger men who see my life as something they would like to experience all the while they feel that morality and integrity isn’t a quality they need to take from me. The more and more I grow the more I realized that it is important and imperative that I share my story and perspective with the youth and teach them about character and the true value of being a man amongst men. Therefore I’m a real advocate for the Convict Soap Box and MENSTOP movement and my goal is to aid in it’s grow and development by any way I can. I committed to teaching the youth that everything that glitters isn’t gold. That their are more important things in life than money i.e, family, freedom and peace. I was once mislead and now I understand the importance of having proper role model and positives leader.
I’m from high Street. Hill Manor, I met you as a child with my older brother Rick”slick”. I remember you having a intelligent demeanor about you. Your little brother wore glasses. I made( free E.T HAk) shirts. Gone but not forgotten.
We know each other well im from Avon avenue wish too here more from u a on this blog do know these streets have not change its all 4 the worst miss your presence well toomuch.
Hak peace my brother
This is is ill will. I was ya celly in mouth county keep fightn bro till you free respect an love my brother
What good big bro I’m Omar live on 2nd street down from Georgia Kingkeep head up and for all those friend of your that snitch on u they not real
Hi I’m just hearing your story, I’ve never met u but I’m sorry about your situation.U can do so much for people,put people in positions to put clean clothes on their back and they turn on u smh.I pray u get your time overturned.
Whats u hak this Hass you know me very well i had a dream about you today dont know what it mean. Im Rashid brother
Whats up hak. This Hass
Big hommie this Melo get at me
What’s up E this Angie son from 250 your youngest brother best friend I’m writing you to let you know that I will be using your name E.T as my rap name. Also I remember when you had Lexus 300 green and you let us ride in it man those was the good old days miss you big bro
What’s up E this Angie son from 250 your youngest brother best friend I’m writing you to let you know that I will be using your name E.T as my rap name. Also I remember when you had Lexus 300 green and you let us ride in it man those was the good old days miss you big bro
Yo Hak what’s up this iswhite boy buzzy B we met plenty of times over at Georgia King Village keep your head up and get that time over turned my man “Brick City Forever”