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Fast Eddie felt somewhat better after talking to his crew. The twenty-five years the judge had just sentenced him to hadn’t truly set in yet, and he wasn’t sure if it ever would. As he walked back into the unit from his Attorney visit, all eyes were on him, but no one said a thing. The Channel 4 News had just run a segment titled, “Drug Kingpin Sentenced To Do More Than 25 Years in Federal Prison.” Everybody knew that Fast Eddie was deep in thought, therefore, out of respect, he was left alone.

Several hours and a million thoughts later, an ole’ school playa named Cadillac pulled up on Fast Eddie to drop some jewels and words of encouragement. He told him that he had just heard how the crackas did a young playa and that it took a soldier to bear what he had just endured. He explained to him that a conscious soldier knew that sacrificing his life for the likes of this family and the people he cared for was a must. It was something that he didn’t even think about, like Nike – he just did it. He said he goes hard so that the people he cherishes and loves wouldn’t have to travel down the same path and endure the same trials and tribulations that he did. Sometimes his mission is accomplished, other times it’s not. But regardless to the outcome, a real playa accepts the cards he’s dealt simply because he refuses to live a lie.

He told Fast Eddie about how niggas so eagerly jump head first into the dopeman’s lifestyle just wanting to enjoy its fruits, the fast money, the bitches and the whips, but neglect to prepare themselves mentally or just refuse to accept the flip-side of the exact same coin. He told him personally he never made that mistake. Cadillac told Fast Eddie that maintaining his honor and accepting the bitter with the sweet completes the picture; just as the flip-side erases all the fame and respect that was otherwise due.

Cadillac was in his early to mid 50’s. He was back facing revocation after doing twenty-two years flat in various Federal USP’s throughout the country. His eyes and ears had seen and heard it all. He was the epitome of what the average street hustler would become. He was in and out of prison for his entire life and had more stories to tell than a Highway Patrol.

When Cadillac left his room, Fast Eddie thought about what he had said and realized it was hands down some of the realist shit he had ever heard. Fast Eddie decided to call it a night and just get his thoughts together. He was glad that he didn’t have a cellie, ‘cause he needed some time to himself.