It’s hard for a loving mother to know that the guys you used to hang with/still hang with is getting killed or locked up. When you start to separate yourself, yet your ties to it keep you up at night & she calls cause they still got your Cousin, Brothers & friends locked! So she tells you, “stay strong son”. Sometimes… You die too. After a while, you cry too. When it happens enough, a part of you gets cold & dies too. Sometimes she gets worried, knowing what’s around you.