the parents fault or lack thereof.look at these fools walkin around holding their pants up with both hands hangin to their knees,as if this is supposed to impose an air of toughness.i see it all day driving in NYC but when i come back across the river and i see these little white kids with money,big homes and both parents,they think they're from the hood it makes me laugh.if i were to take them to the inner cities of Newark,Jersey City and Paterson to the projects i used to go in alone at 1-2 in the morning they'd suck their thumbs and literally cry for mommy.yet they swear they're thuglicious wannabe killa gangstas.no identity.they've no clue about their own ethnicity so they feel compelled to embrace what they think is tough.
yet if they were to walk into these areas alone,even in a group their pockets would be empty as soon as they got 2-3 blocks in.they need a good old fashioned parental smackdown,none of this time out crap or taking away their iphones,xboxes ar daddys Mercedes...