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. 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. 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.
