My job was canvassing the ghettos years ago, knocking door to door in every single neighborhood in Southern California for ADT security! I used to have to wear a blue polo, lol. Never heard "you da po-lease? So much in my life. It was mandatory to keep some chronic on me at all times! You never know when you're going to have to roll up a blunt for some gang bangers. Honestly I was really worried only once in watts with the fudge town mafia crops, I think they wanted to intimidate me, it actually smells like crack cocaine up and down the street there! Grape street crips were more friendly in watts! To me. Comptons not so bad, all the grannies on the porch smoking reefer would just say "it's getting dark out here boy, you better get on home" lol.
