Thanks Nter.... you didnt save me but coming outta the same hood Hursty Bexley ect and finding myself homeless alone & broken in NZ after a break up & living that street life .... slangin outta my car for real life patched gangsters and mobsters mobile dealin on my own having to sit through the darkness of the night with the car running in case I got jumped for my cash n work. Your music didnt save me but it kept me company through a very dark stage of my life . It gave me a sense of pride to have come from where I did and allowed me to go through the process of emotions that I still do to this day without goin & doin some outlandish regrettable shit... Now I sit in the Wollonong raising my sons on my own hoping the streets dont take the years from them it did to me and so many others... Hope lifes treatin ya well bro and the healths ok... Havnt lived in the area since 23/12/99 when I was moved to NZ but Ill always have a special place inside growin up runnin through abandoned buildings and the gullies of Bexley Hurstville Banksia Enfield ect The games of footy every night at Flynns Reserve off Ada St in Bexley and the fights and punch us we would have, thered be like 20 lads there every night , the abandoned milk factory on Forest rd ... the junction in the gullies under Bexley Golf course ... Mid to late 90s growing up there was irreplaceable ❤
This song is so close to my heart ❤ and I'm sure the same for many other young souljas. Just listened to it word for word, story of my life this song. Brought some tears to my eyes. You're great Nter, deserve more recognition. 👍 Always listen to your music when I feel like ending it, Has kept me going so far knowing I'm not the only one who is trying their best to rise from the gutter
